| This is my last time with you
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| Your hand in mine, but I’d say
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| When I am there, I’ll never see you again, oh
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| I’ll never see you again
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| I created her piece by piece
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| I painted my idol in the walls of my brain
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| It seems I’ve spent my whole life with disease
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| 'Cause you’re just a ghost, and I was just too late
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| You, you’re just a ghost
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| You’re just a ghost
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| I was sinking in your spotless shape
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| But you’ve gone away
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| I was thinking 'bout the perfect day
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| When I’m dancing on your grave
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| When I’m dancing on
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| I built her up day by day
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| Manifested a ghost in spit of me
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| It seems I’ve spent my whol life with this pain
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| 'Cause you are just a hoax, and I was just too late
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| I was sinking in your spotless shape
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| But you’ve gone away
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| I was thinking 'bout the perfect day
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| When I’m dancing, we’re dancing
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| I was sinking in your spotless shape
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| But you’ve gone away
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| I was thinking 'bout the perfect day
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| When I’m dancing on your grave
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| I was sinking in your spotless shape
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| But you’ve gone away
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| I was thinking 'bout the perfect day
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| When I’m dancing on your grave
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| I was sinking in your spotless shape
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| But you’ve gone away
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| I was thinking 'bout the perfect day
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| When I’m dancing, we’re dancing
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| I was sinking in your spotless shape
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| But you’ve gone away
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| I was thinking 'bout the perfect day
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| When I’m dancing on your grave |