Cure, The
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Fear Of Ghosts
Like a feeling that i'm down
Down inside my heart
Like i'm looking out through
Splitting bloodred
Windows in my heart
From a higher up than heaven
And a harder down than stone
Shake the fear that always clawing
Pulls me clawing down alone
As i spitting splitting bloodred
Breaking windows in my heart
And the past is taunting
Fear of ghosts
Is forcing me apart
And the further i get
>from the things that i care about
The less i care about
How much further away i get...
I am lost again
With everything gone
And more alone
Than i have ever been
I expect you to understand
To feel it too
But i know that even if you will
You cannot ever help me
Nor can i
Ever help you

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