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Talk Of Ghosts lyrics
Bet I want you dead, I want my feet again,
The lights are off I checked, I locked the windows and the doors.
I love your hair, you never play with mine,
Oh and my sweet lord, I had you figured from the start.
I had you figured from the start, I had you figured from the start.
But that shouldn t matter now.
Hey, wait your turn, we re all falling,
You let your children down.
And high above the undergrowth
A fleeting moment s gone.
Spare me petty change, you re a poet but a murderer you ain t,.
We ve all been standing square. Too long in the tooth
And wash our hands of this affair, my darling dear,
No armies couldn t save you from yourself
Couldn t save you from yourself
Armies couldn t save you from yourself.
Oh no, wait your turn, we re all falling,
You let your children down.
And high above the undergrowth
A fleeting moment s gone.
Now wait your turn, we re all falling,
You let your children down.
And high above the undergrowth
A fleeting moment s gone.
I ll bless you in the dark, my sweetheart,
My sweetheart,
My sweetheart,
My sweetheart
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