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Язык песни: Английский
The Ghost |
| I gotta keep a bit of you broken down |
| For the ghost inside but I don’t know how |
| I’m gonna feel a little indifferent now |
| When my mind’s locked out and your hands are bound |
| I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I’ve found |
| And I realise now that I ain’t too proud |
| I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds |
| But I can’t get loud when you won’t get loud |
| I gotta keep a bit of you broken down |
| For the ghost inside but I don’t know how |
| I’m gonna feel a little indifferent now |
| When my mind’s locked out and your hands are bound |
| I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I’ve found |
| And I realise now that I ain’t too proud |
| I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds |
| But I can’t get loud when you won’t get loud, I gotta |
| I gotta |
| I gotta |
| I gotta |
| But I can’t get loud when you won’t get loud |
| I gotta keep a bit of you broken down |
| For the ghost inside but I don’t know how |
| I’m gonna feel a little indifferent now |
| When my mind’s locked out and your hands are bound |
| I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I’ve found |
| And I realise now that I ain’t too proud |
| I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds |
| But I can’t get loud when you won’t get loud |
| I gotta keep a bit of you broken down |
| For the ghost inside but I don’t know how |
| I’m gonna feel a little indifferent now |
| When my mind’s locked out and your hands are bound |
| I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I’ve found |
| And I realise now that I ain’t too proud |
| I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds |
| But I can’t get loud when you won’t get loud |
| I gotta |
| Keep a bit of you broken down |
| Feel a little indifferent now |
| I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I’ve found |
| I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds |
| But I can’t get loud when you won’t get loud |
| I gotta keep a bit of you broken down |
| For the ghost inside but I don’t know how |
| I’m gonna feel a little indifferent now |
| When my mind’s locked out and your hands are bound |
| I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I’ve found |
| And I realise now that I ain’t too proud |
| I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds |
| But I can’t get loud when you won’t get loud, I gotta |