Ghost

I can taste your sweet skin on mine
It's snowing in summertime
I can feel your shiver in my spine
It's like we never really died

See I've been trying to kill this bittersweet symphony
But now your the ghost I can't cast out
I'm praying that the God of heaven will rescue me
But every time he comes I choose this hell

The fire never runs out
Haunted by the sweet sound
The devil's merry-go-round
Heaven help me
Your the demon I crave
Your the ghost I can't shake
Lord I need to be saved
All I can do is
Pray
Pray

I don't know what's my memories
Or my imaginings
I was your masterpiece fantasy
Or maybe it was just a dream?

See I've been trying to kill this bittersweet symphony
But now your the ghost under your spell
I'm praying that the God of heaven will rescue me
But every time he comes I choose this hell