So much for medicines and healthy patients
We've got a little bit of a situation now
I ride this gurney towards my confession
It's just another day in my sick profession
I talk through my melodies but I never listen
Well I'd rather spend all my time talking to you
Talking to you
I just wanna believe
That were were made for something more than just what we can see
This sickness keeps you coming back
If you could see what I've seen than you'd believe in something
Ghosts are never more than they seem but they keep coming in your sleep
They haunt you in your sleep
Some call them enemies
Some call them lovers
I keep a map of my heart under my covers
I marked the spot where we buried our hearts in the earth
We've all got stars in our eyes
See how they burn
See how they burn
I just wanna believe
That were were made for something more than just what we can see
This sickness keeps you coming back
If you could see what I've seen than you'd believe in something
Ghosts are never more than they seem but they keep coming in your sleep
In your sleep
Oh yeah
And I said
I just wanna believe
That were were made for something more than just what we can see
This sickness keeps you coming back
If you could see what I've seen than you'd believe in something
I just wanna believe that were were made for something
I just wanna believe
That were were made for something more than just what we can see
this sickness keeps you coming back
If you could see what I've seen than you'd believe in something
Ghosts are never more than they seem but they keep coming in your sleep
In your sleep
Oh yeah

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