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I got unholy ghosts with their hands around my neckA delicate reminder to never forgetTo hold my tongue except when I try to prayI open my mouth, try to breathe words out,But I've got nothing to sayOnly skin deep(The secrets we keep)Digging into me(The lives we lead)Thorn in my sideGetting deeper all the timeI hear voices from the grave whispering my nameReminding me all the time "we're only what we leave behind"I'm gonna, got to get out of hereYeah, I got to disappearLearn to live without fear, we'll all live without fearI'll return like a phantom, swallow cities to feel aliveSpit them out when I'm satisfied From Letras Mania