| You’re the silent haze. |
| It’s strange how your shadow strays
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| Though you’ve gone to a better place.
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| I pretend that I didn’t see you, you know I do.
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| Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer.
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| You’re my secret fear — so beguiling and so sincere
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| With your warm whisperings in my ear.
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| I pretend that I didn’t hear you, you know I do.
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| Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer.
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| I don’t know if I can go all the way to the other side with you.
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| But in the end what is life anyway?
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| Are we both shadows in the room?
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| So erase my name with my worries and all my pain,
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| But if morning should rise again I’ll deny that I ever loved you,
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| you know I will.
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| Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer.
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| I don’t know if I can go all the way to the other side with you.
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| But in the end what is life and anyway
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| we’re all just shadows in the room.
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| So erase my name with my memories and all my shame
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| But if morning should rise again
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| I’ll deny that I ever loved you, you know I will.
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| Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer.
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| Ghost writer, ghost writer, ghost writer. |