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Lonely ghost sees the only hostAnd he knows that he won't stayHundred years homes will disappearLeaving nothing in their wakeWalk these halls and sees the problemAll the secrets still they guard themDo they love or are they liarsThey'll play house 'till catches fireFor a lifetime you hope you might findA place you can call homeDesperation a conflagration ofHow you thought you'd loveLabor of lust will bear a childOne day too their doubts will pileDo they love or are they liarsThey'll play house 'till catches fireI hope it's untrueI hope it's untrueI pray it's untrueI pray it's untrue From Letras Mania