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Well, I see you down the road
And the thoughts my mind explode
But having to hold back me a lot about control
And all loose at once
When it was time to let you

You my space
And you your mind
By jumping off the
To the conclusion you can find

Now all the you can steal
Can't buy a piece of I feel
It's sad but the
They just justify the ends

To be haunted
By the ghosts of all your
Painful, yeah, the way
chosen it to be

C'mon, babe, you think
Of besides me?
These are the

Now don't you're the only one
Who has harbored a
I'm just as of selling
What my own soul creates

Now don't feel bad the next
My memory creepin'
got your own bed now
I suggest the one you sleep in
Goodnight