walking home across the street you eye his house from far
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your head is lost up in the clouds, along with your heart
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keeping all the secrets that are locked inside your vault
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these thoughts they stop you in your tracks and scare you to the bone
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and each day you say feels like a year, your clock has never stopped
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you wake to find yourself alone with all those things you¡¯ve got
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picking up the pieces of your heart this is your shield
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all the boys you left behind, looks like a battlefield
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this is all you¡¯re left with girl, don¡¯t cry yourself a dream
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there¡¯s a ghost in all your cupboards and your soul it needs to sleep
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and each day you say feels like a year, your clock has never stopped
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you¡¯ll wake to find yourself alone with all those things you¡¯ve got
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and even when you are alone, your past it¡¯ll hunt you down
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oh tess don¡¯t waste away on me, your ghosts have found us out
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your ghosts have found us out
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Your Ghosts (Tess #1)
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| The Devoted Few |
