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a look inside this fishy head You'd be surprised what you may find in there There's a little room for every person I do know With a table and a chair Every single room is occupied by someone In my universe of plain simplicity Illuminated by a little light

your f***ing days Mankind is minor in In the existence of all being So who are we to declare ourselves Ourselves superior We're not chosen We're not the only ones We are just a grain of sand In this hourglass We are ghosts We are the ghosts to this dying

Composed by Peter Lyse Hansen, Words by Mixen Lindberg] I might be dead, but I can still feel the shimmering tension that hangs over my city, like a poisonous cloud. It's choking me and, what's left of this burning town makes me wanna douse myself in kero

livelong day there's a voice in my cry Growing like fire, (it brings) scorn to my smile Time lengthens the night and shortens the day The ghosts I host don't seem to go away Chorus: I've got my reasons To burn the world Reasons all my own A sti

apparition in your condition has every right to expect some suspicion And there's no gratitude in all this solitude but still you wonder how I got this attitude Your bloody hands and hollow eyes are just a part of your disguise Your phantom tricks, they'll burn out qu

hills find peace Locked armed guard posts Safe from the screams Of the children born as ghosts Gates, guns and alarms Shape the calm of the dawn Peering down into the basin Where death lives on Where young run foaming at the mouth with hate Where

and there Haunting my closets and drawers My evermore Now and then Forgetting that every thing's changed I call her name And I heard the stories She tried to tell me Don't believe in ghosts I hear a sound Maybe it's her coming home But I'm a

dogs all like you Their senses ring true They wag their tails when you're close by Sometimes I feel you A cold breeze passing through me Glimpsed from the corner of my eye I know you try to make me understand Living in the house of ghosts With roommates from

patch together the pieces of the hope that we have left We both want this to happen to certain depths I'll make a pact and I'll send it to you in a letter Autumn is coming now, so come back to me, and we'll keep each other warm. Pull me in, keep me close, and I'll never

night you came, I felt you breezing by I don’t know if you’re real or just my mind playing tricks at night I’m seeing ghosts everywhere I turn, there you float and you are more than beautiful, but I’ve gotta let you, I’ve gotta let you go Did you leave those

been down Wandering past 2nd Street and looking at the ghosts Of you and me and thinking back on all those memories Of how we used to be I’ve been hearing I hear those voices over the noises of the breaking glass And all those plans we had to ge

swirling all around you now I don't know what to do and I don't know how to feel inside I wish I could get off this ride everything I do, everywhere I go I see a memory of what we used to know I'm seeing ghosts everyday they're no more real than the lies you used to say and I'm

you have ghosts, you have everything If you have ghosts, you have everything You can say anything you want And you can do anything you want to do If you have ghosts, you have everything One never does that One never does that You can call it surprise, there i

t it fascinating the difference between those who have? You know there’s those who make it and those who never may And it's fascinating ‘cos it's really, very clear You’ve either got it, honey, or you ain't Well you’ll go and you tell me all your ambitions

you have ghosts, you have everything If you have ghosts, you have everything You can say anything you want And you can do anything you want to do If you have ghosts, you have everything One never does that One never does that You can call it surp

days begin to breathe shorter and the unbending frost creeps through the woods When primitive strength seems to be perfect then you can hear the silence We are all surrounded by them They are day and night, life and death They are the sovereigns of our prese

Such haunting nightmares from past loves that tried to screw me But you were the preacher in an exorcism movie, my love And that corny theme song always plays when you're next to me Like who you gonna call The ghosts of my exes they cry Cause they know that's

ghosts must die, They bite your flesh inside, You've got to stay alive, And never loose the wings to fly. Cut in half by the world, and their wars, They pull you down with their broken souls, Rise above the emptiness, the pain, You are the key

heard our song on the radio I had to hide our face to cry I saw the flowers on the table, but I can’t remember how to smile Did you forget that we were happy? The angels envied every kiss Now the sound of you walk out the door Replaced the laugh I missed! And I wonder,

the kingdom of the blind, the king is the one with one eye” Absolute power, unreal creation Men’s or ancient ghosts’ work? Experts of the dead paths Experts of the way – the great precenturers Talisman for the ruler of flies A key to darkness or a gi

I had me a boy, turned him into a man I showed him all the things that he didn't understand Whoa, and then I let him go Now, there's one in California who's been cursing my name 'Cause I found me a better lover in the UK Hey, hey, until I made my ge

cashed it in down on Avenue A Didn’t have a reason Didn’t have much more to say Well, last time I saw him he was Looking green Y’know, some people never make it Out of this scene Like, Rudy took a hit around Chapter 9 Adios my friend, we had one hell of

then I often found myself Driving on the road at night, And the radio was broadcasting the ocean. Warm late Spring wind whips through my hair. I am right here, but I wanna be there, And no one in this world is gonna stop me. Pale green ghosts

was about 10 minutes Before dusk crept in Just another night with me and all my friends Yeah, Yeah I was sittin' by the water When you first walked by Ooh you caught my eye And I wondered why I knew your smile and I knew your name My mind wa

I started to live my worst incubus So alone, so weak, with my eyes full of tears (full of tears) But my mind will fight, and my flesh will hurt I will meet the ghosts, which will tell me the truth I will hear the sound of relief CHORUS: I will dance with the ghosts

darkness we sit Waiting for light to come To redeem us From this lonely life In darkness we wait For hopes and dreams to become Reality of our presence But something is just... Missing ! On our inner side Missing ! Because we are Degener

the guitar pick This was all you, none of it me You put your hands all over my body and told me You told me you were ready For the big one, for the big jump I´d be your last love, everlasting you and me That was what you told me I'm giving

Quiñ:] Sorry if my physical's looking invisible right now But sometimes I could run away, I move slower in your time Can you give me a moment babe? Oh yeah, can you give me a moment, yeah? I rested in pieces, I rest when we're sleeping, I hate to be awake Cause all the attention an

floors Wooden floors whisper And they creak Under your sockless feet A secret door A door undiscovered You knock so gently In case you're heard A record plays A song that you've not heard It is perfect It is home Everything Now everything's different

town is his cause burying my neck This air it takes off, without rushing, without haste The streets are in distress, The sun suffocates behind darkened skies The grass is growing under my feet I'm thinking it wont be long before you get The line-up seems endles

come and take this pain away Woa come and take this pain away Woa come and set my spirit free I’ve seen too much I know too much I hurt too much I feel too much I dread too much I dream too much I’m caught up by the ghosts in my machine I’m bruised and battered by th

Verse 1] Sweet baby, our sex has meaning Know this time you'll stay 'til the morning Duvet days and vanilla ice cream More than just one night together exclusively [Pre-Chorus] Baby, let me be your man So I can love you And if you let me be your man Then I'll take care of yo

s claim to be more tonight. Keep the love in your heart. Let's claim to be more than the night would ever give us. Glittering masks made of shards from broken mirrors. Forget names and faces, your failure in the past. F*** all the hate - keep the love in your heart. All the

know you should lay your ghosts, but you've become used to them. You make your bed at eve, stretch ghosts over the mattress, let the insane bed tuck up your dunes, hide your dreams under the pillow. ''You have made your bed, and you must lie on it'' At dawn you wash away the

hard all day long, just singin' my crazy song I get no rest. i get no rest On the road for forty days, lordy lord my minds in a haze I get no rest. i get no rest But i'm sure havin' lots of fun Devils work is never done Ain't no rest for the wick

the moor is dark beneath the moon, And rapid clouds have drunk day's last pale beam, Gathering winds will call darkness so soon, Will call the darkness soon Away away to thy sad silent home, Pour bitter tears on it's desolated hearth Watch the dim shades as like al

hold the secrets of the moon The sword of Damocles and the hammer of doom Inside the chamber they cast their dark spell And call on the souls who are frozen in hell The eyes of the night, a thousand black ships are sailing To search for the door, and unleash the ghosts

"Phantasmagoria Is a form of psychological disorder Where the victim has visions Of ghosts in his/her mind. These apparitions multiply Eventually driving the victim nuts. Weird, eh? All our friends who remember The phantasmagoria 1986 d

town was a lovers stage but now you cant recognise the streetlights that are daggers to your eyes You can't find your bearings your slipping into the ground The scene has no colour and no sound. You still believe in me after the things i've done You

you're under control and buried like a mole 1000 feet below waiting we're all that we've got our reputation's shot a 90 story fall no one here can make a sound we're all just ghosts in this town we are standing in the trenches of the new undergrou

littering the streets Hear the sadness filter through the trees Makes its way into our lungs and in our dreams You can bottle up our voice Sealed and labeled with a made up choice Sell it on an on until we bleed Feed the fire Until there’s no

it's games you want I've played a few Let me say up front I'll lose to you I can see you're a beginner Well beginner's luck runs out You think you're a winner But let me tell ya The winning's not what it's all about You see, it's about the losing Can't rest until I'm lo

I be excused from what I was doing but what was I doing I need to buckle up we make noise so pretty that closing time is only a matter of time as far as I'm concerned we lost by a landslide and I think that just might keep pissing me off I didn't see it coming

it hurt just to touch On the words I said too much I was just a kid I thought that I could not be caught and much less by a moment But the words came flooding from my mouth Some things will never surface They capsized so long ago I didn’t want to still be sin

dwell in the songs that we are singing, Rising to the Heavens, rising to Your heart, Your heart. Our praises filling up the spaces In between our frailty and everything You are You are the keeper of my heart And I'm restless, I'm restless 'Til I rest in You, 'til I rest in Yo

Emily your gift to me Emily, a modern sense of beauty Emily, as precious as your memory: A simple word called liberty The relics, the ghosts, all down so many roads The relics, the ghosts, all down so many roads Emily, so pity poor Emily You've bee

to my earth It's a crying shame We have built a foolish world Busy fighting, full of lying and denying My ghosts are not gone They dance in the shade And gives the black core of my heart Making words making sounds making songs Now you can feel my heart spinning You turn my

Body Touched by the toil and plunged into his arm Cursed through the night through eyes of alarm A melody black flowed out of my breath Searching for death, but bodies need rest Body Under the soil now waiting for worms All that I feared is all that I've learned

follow me Follow my words To the path of reason They believe In a logic world Stupid humans' hopes The rational obsession... ...kills (To believe the unbelievable) Theorems they try to impose Trying to rule our lifes In a mystical order Numbers, sh

head is full of ghosts But I'm no revenant Despite my resident's rivalry And I'll be the faithful pilot On our blind trajectory Do you want to know a secret Will you hold it close and dear This will not be made apparent But you and I are not alone in here My head is