I fell in love with a ghost He's just a shadow of his former self I fell in love with a ghost She's just a shadow of the past
The very first day of ever before we ever began The light through the pipes in the back of a trunk Strings to my back it snaps just like a puppet
It never happens to you It always happens to me
Stuck in the wall Holed up in the wall, destructive Do you really think there's any getting out of this? Boys in the night who scream in their delerium All in a row and incidently they've stopped Begin to inhale and you and up addicted
Like the scent of fire pine right to the bone Casket covered with roses that's the way its going Hollowed out open to the bone Strings to my back it snaps just like a puppet
