Ghost writer, put your pen to the piece of paper
And watch me write it all
For an indoor snowball fight
Worrying over the outcome
Of these illusions
Is like crying over nightmares
Nothing's real in the morning
Just let the pressure
Turn your charcoal heart
Into a diamond
Reflecting the light
Oh, don't let it get crushed into darkness
Soft light of the sun you can look at behind the fog and the wild
Write up a list on stage
Spotlights watch me memorize
Only real problem is thinking that we really exist
What a crushing disappointment
A dream of impostors posing
Just let the pressure
Turn your charcoal heart
Into a diamond
Reflecting the light
Oh, don't let it get crushed into darkness
You always only see what you want to see
Just let the pressure
Turn your charcoal heart
Into a diamond
Reflecting the light

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