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I fell in love with a ghostHe's just a shadow of his former selfI fell in love with a ghostShe's just a shadow of the pastThe very first day of ever before we ever beganThe light through the pipes in the back of a trunkStrings to my back it snaps just like a puppetIt never happens to youIt always happens to meStuck in the wall Holed up in the wall, destructiveDo you really think there's any getting out of this?Boys in the night who scream in their deleriumAll in a row and incidently they've stoppedBegin to inhale and you and up addictedLike the scent of fire pine right to the boneCasket covered with roses that's the way its goingHollowed out open to the boneStrings to my back it snaps just like a puppetIt never happens to youIt always happens to me From Letras Mania