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Ghosts (Part One)
04:36
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Woke up in the westwing
Room number nine
Amber sat beside my bed
I was holding her hand in mine
Whispers coming from the hallway
Howling, cawing, a cough
Ghosts from the past I couldn't face
And just wanted to shake off
Something crashed down the corridor
I heard a rattling moan
Amber said: 'Don't you ever think
that you are not alone'
Heads up!
My legs were weak as we left the room
I saw a strange man stare
My whole body shaking in distress
I felt oh-so-scared
Heads up!
Don't remember anything
You and me, oh my darling
We don't need this haunted house
Let's spread our wings
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2. |
Closeted
03:26
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Hiding face
Broken home
In the night
No one knows
Lusting eyes
Scratching claws
Closeted
No one knows
I remember living down here
I remember feeling sick
I remember letting nobody
See I'm different
Now this place is deserted
Now this place is defaced
There is no one left to talk to
To me there never was
One more night and we'll get out of here
One more night and we'll be safe
One more night and we will sneak past
All the lurking creeps
They are hiding in the shadows
They are looking for a fix
They wanna satisfy their hunger
Stalking on their prey
I remember being different
But there's no 'different' anymore
Just you and me and the creeps
On our front porch
That keep us awake and hiding
In the closet
Until the sunrise
Until it’s safe
This is love
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3. |
Interlude
01:08
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4. |
Intruders
03:44
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There were bodies all over the mall
I felt their eyes on me
We came across a convenience store
I sniffed a rotten breeze
Dull moaning while we snuck past
Like we were two of them
Intruders among the living
Or among the dead
I felt them closing in
I was gonna trip and fall
Amber said: 'They won't hurt you
Let's go and rob them all'
Look at their gazing eyes
They are all dead inside
We're just looting, dear Felice
Looting and then we'll hide
There is no shelter anymore
In this world, there never was
But maybe it's the monsters that fear us
Baring our teeth
Flexing muscles
Creeping in and
Cracking knuckles
We're the monsters
After all we're monsters too
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5. |
Conflicted Truth
04:48
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Trapped inside a book
That no one ever took
Novelties in dust
Tales stuck on the shelves
Between heaven and hell
Conflicts in the dusk
I wandered through the halls
Bound to free them all
Books all over the ground
Life designs in the dirt
Would they stay unheard?
Dipping into distant worlds
Who's to say what's real?
Layers of conflicted truth
All for me to peel
Carry what you can take
Tyler Durden, Thursday Next
Amber, please don't take me back!
Dexter Morgan, T. S. Garp
Let me stay just where you are
Martin Banks and Jay Gatsby
This is my reality
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Ringing Bells
03:22
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The bell rang through the fields
Had another hour passed?
We had lost track of time
So had the voices in the church
There were cross beasts with wings
Hurtling above our heads
Shrieking in archaic tongues
Trying to drive us mad
They were ready to attack
Out for blood, land with smack
They were ready to attack
Praising a god that turned his back
Amber said:
'There is no god
And if so, I hate his guts
Telling us to obey a law
That he himself forgot
Ringing bells
Cursing spells
Throwing shells
Go to hell'
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7. |
Bloodlust
03:02
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We had nowhere to hide
They were all over town
Reveling in lust
Hunting us down
Teeth long as swords
Sharp as knives
To suck out our blood
And eat us alive
Hot blood
Sharp teeth
All lust
No shame
Get away
On every corner
We could smell their breath
Their aroused sweat
The stench of death
After hours of rush
Amber tripped and fell
They lunged out at her
Numb to thrusts and yells
Hot blood
Sharp teeth
All lust
No shame
Get away
She moaned:
'You can still make it out, sweet Felice
Don't say good-bye, just leave
Run! Run, Felice, just run!'
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8. |
Aftermath
03:31
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There is something truly wounded
In clutching who you are
When all you're doing day and night
Is scratching on your scars
There's no future for a person
With a snarling past like mine
I am guilty of all pleasures
But I'm innocent of crime
I don't know who has been stabbing
But there's gushes on my back
Turned around, facing down
All the bestial wrecks
I've been running all my life
Still just my feet are in one piece
I'm a complicated fracture
I'm a swinish lump of seams
I need their howls, I need their cheers
I'm so rotten deep inside
All by myself I'll calm the noise
When it's silent in the night
For a secound you have been mulling
Over giving havoc a shot
Hours later you realised:
I'm a screw-up and you're not
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9. |
Ghosts (Part Two)
05:09
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Woke up in the westwing
Room number nine
Through the noise of my nightmares
The nurse said: 'Get up, it’s time'
Stumbled down the hallway
My home for so long
Strange people for a strange family
I won't ever be gone
Heads up!
A fella said:
'Dreams and reality
They don’t drift too far
While you’re battling your own ghosts
To become who you already are
We're living in a world of beasts
It's a rough yet righteous place
And don't you now dare telling me
You're not part of the race'
Heads up!
I feel imprisoned in my fantasies
I run to my room to lie down
We’re all just creeps in a damaged world
And the sickest will share the crown
Pinch my arms, slap my cheeks
Did I trade one dream for another?
Did I just wake up?
Or did I fall asleep?
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