I'm running on the ghost of you
lately, i'm craving for it to turn blue
i wanna swallow your ghost and get inside of your mind
and keep my heart and hands open to what i find
just in case there's any confusion, you're so last season
your corpse is just a mannequin for your dead fashion
buy this look and only pay in desperation
you said you knew everything about breakings hearts
but you didn't learn to do it well
your thoughts aren't worth a penny, well that's my two cents
get a room and relax
this was only made to hurt you
never the other way around
i've got a bad idea and a badge that says you won't take another step
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