GGGGhost
Joystick
GENRE
Where's the ghost at?
You can keep chasing ghosts of your past
Pillar to post, juxtaposed
It just denotes that
You feel you're beyond reproach
Have the words caught in your throat
Rosé tinted glass history
A phantom memory of the way things used to be
A sacrosanct duplicity
It might just be the death of me
To some of us the nights are too long
To some the days I've read before
Haunted by the ghosts of yesterday
And of the way things were before
Sometimes it can hurt to grow up
But we can all weathеr the storm
Haunted by the ghosts of yеsterday
We’ve got to shut the fucking door
You can keep chasing ghosts of your past
Pillar to post, juxtaposed
It just denotes that
You feel you're beyond reproach
Have the words caught in your throat
Rosé tinted glass history
A phantom memory of the way things used to be
A sacrosanct duplicity
It might just be the death of me
To some of us the nights are too long
To some the days I've read before
Haunted by the ghosts of yesterday
And of the way things were before
Sometimes it can hurt to grow up
But we can all weathеr the storm
Haunted by the ghosts of yеsterday
We’ve got to shut the fucking door
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