I have dreams about wicked and evil things sometimes but you don't mind
cause you only remember your nightmares, oh
maybe we are both just haunted
restlessness lives in my bones some days and
all i can do it pray it goes away, that our ghosts would go away
ha, aah, aah, aah oh
ha, aah, aah, aah, oh
you hold too much in your hands
the past, unfolding, it expands
until it steals your sleep and you are numb
then the ghosts come out to play, run through your veins
and make you tired for days
but maybe we are all just souls
full of hope and full of holes
and we haunt our own bodies
haunt our own bodies
maybe we are all just souls
full of hope and full of holes
maybe we are all just souls
full of hope and full of holes
and we haunt our own bodies
haunt our own bodies

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