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We all bear burdens

So tell me you know what it's like to

Search for something that's hard to find

I smell the rain coming in good time

And it slithers underneath my skin

The pain of losing everything I've been

And I'm suffering from thoughts of you and a ghost that's me!

And I can't bleed it out!

Your memory creeps

Your image still remains my sound

I'm looking at the world through a different set of eyes

They aren't the kind to tell a lie

It must be a thing of ruin!

Being eroded by the wind

That's how mountains become thin!

And when it hits my skin

I know it must be that I

And I'm suffering from thoughts of you and a ghost that's me!

And I

And I can't bleed it out! Your memory creeps

Your image still remains my sound

If I could come with you

Would that mean that we could change the story?

I've had enough!

Bad enough

I must endure darts with which they've pierced me!

Every step streaks the floor

The blood pours that much more when you're

When you're not near me!

And I

And I'm suffering from thoughts of you and a ghost, that's, me!