Write a note on the back of your hand
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Ease your soul, you can understand
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Take good pride in what you had
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The day is done, the day is gone
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Again
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I'll be waiting up at midnight
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When you feel
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It's the ghost you made of me
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It's the ghost you made of me
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It's the ghost you made of me
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Blackened sky is closing in
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Concrete walls sit still and the autumn's been
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Cool breeze, and the cocktails fight
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This bitter taste, this bitter waste of mine
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I'll be waiting up at midnight
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When you feel
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It's the ghost you made of me
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It's the ghost you made of me
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It's the ghost you made of me
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It's the ghost you made of me
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It's the ghost you made of me
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It's the ghost you made of me
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Night Light
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| Blood Red Shoes |
