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Whispers from the dead
Whispers from the dead
Playing roles in my head
Screeching I miss you
Tears falling down my face
I miss you to, but can you hear my reply?
I would love to hold you?
They whisper I can't see you
I wish I stayed longer to love you
Tears burning my face, my eyes stinging
All I want is for these ghosts to just stay dead
Instead of fucking with my head
Playing roles in my head
Screeching I miss you
Tears falling down my face
I miss you to, but can you hear my reply?
I would love to hold you?
They whisper I can't see you
I wish I stayed longer to love you
Tears burning my face, my eyes stinging
All I want is for these ghosts to just stay dead
Instead of fucking with my head
Published 15th May 2011
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