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I'm losing my mind in a record amount of time |
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Is it all in my head? |
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These ghosts in the hall ways, and mirrors, and under my bed |
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In each town |
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I find there's always a graveyard near by |
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I'm taking her home |
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That girl from |
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Glasgow whose father just left her alone |
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And I was moved inside that crooked room |
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I reached out my hand and shyly asked her to dance |
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She cried as we swayed and in my head that song continues to play |
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The saddest melody that just won't go away |
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And in my mind she's fully real |
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A little voice that helps me feel |
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And if they thought |
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I was crazy then |
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Wait until they meet my friend |
