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You tell me of your dreamsIt's better when you're deadAfter all of these yearsI'm still inside your headTell me who possesses youI won't say, I won't tellTell me who possesses youI won't say, I won't tellNowhere to run, visions aren't clearThe time has come to befriend your fearsI've let you in, let's have a toastYou have become my favorite ghostI might be hard to findBlood coursing through the veinsYour heart's as black as mineA ribbon hides your painsTell me who possesses youI won't say, I won't tellTell me who posseesses youI won't say, I won't tellNowhere to run, visions aren't clearThe time has come to befriend your fearsI've let you in, let's have a toastYou have become my favorite ghost From Letras Mania