Ghost song
Urban cone
Like a child screaming let me out
Of your mad world
There were things you never talked about
We were quite alike
Of your mad world
There were things you never talked about
We were quite alike
You were there but it was easy to doubt
It's called falling in love
We were drinking, stayed up late at night
When we fell out
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