| I’ve been down to the fires of hell
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| And came back with a story to tell
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| Talk of fire and division, war and indecision
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| Rotting inside this shell
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| Flash back to a time of greed
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| Habits you need to feed
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| When your climbing the ladder
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| Nothing else matters
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| If your finished or incomplete
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| But I’ve seen harder times
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| And simple minds
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| When I needed you the most
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| Give up the ghost
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| Give up the ghost
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| All those wicked lies by design
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| From the pillar, to the post
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| Give up the ghost of me
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| And move along
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| Just let it die
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| Jump up, jump back and get down
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| The circus is back in town
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| Fake it till you make it
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| I hate to break it to you the suns gone down
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| But you can’t run from the devil
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| Cause everybody loves a clown
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| All your shiny things and golden rings
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| Will hold you till you drown
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| But I’ve seen harder times
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| And simple minds
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| When I needed you the most
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| Give up the ghost
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| Give up the ghost
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| All those wicked lies by design
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| From the pillar, to the post
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| Give up the ghost of me
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| And move along
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| Just let it die
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| You wear that smile
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| Like a crown of thorns
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| And all that bitterness
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| Won’t keep you safe from the storm
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| I’ve seen harder times and simple minds
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| When I needed you the most
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| Give up the ghost
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| Give up the ghost
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| All those wicked lies by design
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| From the pillar to the post
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| Give up the ghost of me and move along
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| And keep on running
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| Give up the ghost
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| Give up the ghost
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| Give up the ghost of me and move along
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| And keep on running
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| All those wicked lies by design
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| From the pillar to the post
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| Give up give up give up give up give up the ghost
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| Give up the ghost of me and move along and move along |