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Ghost

The Haunt

You're like a dead-end street
A night of restless sleep
Another record, stuck on repeat
And everywhere I go now, you're haunting me

Our souls are tied together
And that's still what hurts the most
'Cause all that's left of you here is your ghost
'Cause I'm running out of time, and I'm running out of hope
Now all that's left of you here is your ghost

So far, we're not torn apart
But I can feel the division waiting to start
I feel the friction lately, like you're pulling my heart
It's an addiction, baby, and it's my favorite part

Our souls are tied together
And that's still what hurts the most
'Cause all that's left of you here is your ghost
My heart is torn and tethered
But I guess that's just how it goes
Now all that's left of you here is your ghost
'Cause I'm running out of time, and I'm running out of hope
Now all that's left of you here is your ghost

You're like a dead-end street
A night of restless sleep
Another record, stuck on repeat
And everywhere I go now, you're haunting me

Our souls are tied together
And that's still what hurts the most
'Cause all that's left of you here is your ghost
My heart is torn and tethered
But I guess that's just how it goes
Now all that's left of you here is your ghost
'Cause I'm running out of time, and I'm running out of hope
Now all that's left of you here is your ghost

Escrita por: John Feldman, Maxamillion Haunt, Anastasia Grace Haunt