Your fingers are crossed
For all that you want
You talk to the ghost
Does it whisper back softly
Think of a place
A time to go out
I'll swallow my tongue
And find a new home
There's nothing I want
To deprive
For all that you want
You talk to the ghost
Does it whisper back softly
Think of a place
A time to go out
I'll swallow my tongue
And find a new home
There's nothing I want
To deprive
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