The Band LINE
ghosts
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Find the man inside the child yeah
On a burnt out road that leads nowhere
Only darkness death and despair
Ghosts, they haunt me now
Ghosts
Birth for what it is worth ripped from a womb
Beaten and bruised and slapped around
The risk inside of me it cuts me now
Ghosts, are all around
- Album:
- Left Side of the Dial