Ghost            
             
everybody has a ghost 
everybody has a ghost who sings like you do 
yours is not like mine 
but it's alright, keep it up 

boy loses rib in new orleans 
he can't help eyein' up the whores 
under the bridge 
boy loses rib and lets a hellified cry into the dark 
where did i go wrong? 

where did i go wrong? 
i never needed this before 
i need a woman to help me feel 

everybody has the dream 
everybody has the dream 
like a world tattoo yours is not like mine, it's alright, keep it up 

the scalped dives into the skin 
good doctors never leave a scar 
no proof again 
i'll take the myth, you take the blood 
it's all the same to the world dreamer 
it's all the same in the end 

boy loses rib in new orleans 
he trades some ether for a chance 
under the bridge 

boy loses rib as he's summoned to the mud 
flat on his back 
cryin' where did i go wrong?

             
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