| I can hear the scream of trumpets
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| Smell the ash and sulfur
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| Talons of battalion scratch out the sky
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| Like black feathers, scorpion eyes
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| I don’t attract what I want, I attract what I am
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| Dead as the bees buzzing inside my head
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| Hold my hand and spin around
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| Hold my hand and spin around
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| Hold my hand and spin around
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| This is heaven upside down
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| When I try to look inside you
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| I ended up looking through you
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| Now you’re trying to tell me
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| You’re not a ghost
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| When I try to look inside you
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| I ended up looking through you
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| Now you’re trying to tell me
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| You’re not a ghost
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| I don’t attract what I want, I attract what I am
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| Dead as the bees buzzing inside my head
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| When I try to look inside you
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| I ended up looking through you
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| Now you’re trying to tell me
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| You’re not a ghost, you’re not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Hold my hand, spin around
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| Hold my hand, spin around
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| Hold my hand and spin around
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| This is heaven upside down
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| Hold my hand, spin around
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| This is heaven upside down
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| Hold my hand, spin 'round
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| This is heaven upside down
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| When I try to look inside you
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| I ended up looking through you
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| Now you’re trying to tell me
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| You’re not a ghost
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| When I try to look inside you
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| I ended up looking through you
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| Now you’re trying to tell me
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| You’re not a ghost, you’re not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost
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| Not a ghost |