1. |
séance
03:28
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they got here an hour ago
the roads are all blocked by the snow
the power is out
the water won't run
i am tired
of being alone
turn on the tv
it flickers to life
"are there any
spirits here tonight?"
i put my hands on the glass
and i slam all the doors
i can't broadcast
my feelings anymore
yes! i'm in the room!
and i sit across from you
i drift our hands to hello
"can you walk through walls?"
"what's it like to die?"
i don't know
it's the same thing everytime
i am trapped in this house
and i don't remember why
but you don't care
and just say "goodbye"
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2. |
ghost ship
03:53
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i wonder these decks at night
stuck to the railings of this ghost ship
all pale and white
my neighbors don't answer
when i knock on their cabin doors
i just want to talk
it's like a dream
but i don't
wake up
in the end
my soul's afloat
on an ocean
of frosted breath
it's been like this for weeks
we were so scared whenever we saw each other
in the canteen
there's a killer on this ship
and he drifts like a phantom in the moonlight
and now it's just me
it's like a dream
but i don't
wake up
in the end
my soul's afloat
on an ocean
of frosted breath
i will hold on
forever
for u
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