regrets collect like old friends
here to relive your darkest moments
i can see no way, I can see no way
and all of the ghouls come out to play
The vibrations reverberate deep inside
to a core
Pounding echoes chill the facade
Silence casts a shadow of doubt
perhaps remorse
A good ghost is alive in the moment, undead to the observant and reborn for the certain.
and every demon wants his pound of flesh
but I like to keep some things to myself
i am done with my graceless heart
so tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart
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