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• Artiste: Annabel Lee
• Titre: All Of My Ghosts
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Your friend called me by her name at breakfast She did not realize it when she did I played it cool to keep it copacetic I couldn't bring myself to eat my eggs Every place we go, you and her will be Every corner, every country has a haunting just for me I can't forget her, woe is me I am just a prisoner living in your memories You stressed to me how much your family loved her I'm sure her manners far surpass my own I come from blood that heats up very quickly I don't make small impressions, I make holes Everything we do, she's probably done What's the point of putting on my armor if the battle's won Can't escape her, woe is me I am just a prisoner living in your memories I'm learning how your muses took their coffee I'm learning how they held you late at night I'm learning how they tasted when they kissed you And you expect me not to want to fight Every time I think it's time to run I'm reminded that I've done some pretty fucked up things for love Still I see her, woe is me I am just a prisoner living in your memories You'll never understand because All of my ghosts are on the east coast With dirty water on their sheets All of my ghosts are on the east coast Lucky for you, they'll never leave All of my ghosts are on the east coast With dirty water on their sheets All of my ghosts are on the east coast Lucky for you, they'll never ever ever ever ever leave