The Ghost Songtext
von Flight Facilities
The Ghost Songtext
I gotta keep a bit of you broken down
For the ghost inside, but I don′t know how
I'm gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind′s locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I've found
And I realise now that I ain't too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can′t get loud when you won′t get loud
I gotta keep a bit of you broken down
For the ghost inside, but I don't know how
I′m gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind's locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I′ve found
And I realise now that I ain't too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can′t get loud when you won't get loud
I gotta
I gotta (keep a bit of you broken down)
I gotta (keep a bit of you broken down)
I gotta (keep a bit of you broken down)
But I can't gеt loud when you won′t get loud
I gotta keep a bit of you broken down
For thе ghost inside, but I don′t know how
I'm gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind′s locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I've found
And I realise now that I ain′t too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can't get loud when you won′t get loud
I gotta keep a bit of you broken down
For the ghost inside, but I don't know how
I'm gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind′s locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I′ve found
And I realise now that I ain't too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can′t get loud when you won't get loud
I gotta
Keep a bit of you broken down
Feel a little indifferent now
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I′ve found
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can't get loud when you won′t get loud
I gotta keep a bit of you broken down
For the ghost inside, but I don't know how
I'm gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind′s locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I′ve found
And I realise now that I ain't too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can′t get loud when you won't get loud
I gotta
For the ghost inside, but I don′t know how
I'm gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind′s locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I've found
And I realise now that I ain't too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can′t get loud when you won′t get loud
I gotta keep a bit of you broken down
For the ghost inside, but I don't know how
I′m gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind's locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I′ve found
And I realise now that I ain't too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can′t get loud when you won't get loud
I gotta
I gotta (keep a bit of you broken down)
I gotta (keep a bit of you broken down)
I gotta (keep a bit of you broken down)
But I can't gеt loud when you won′t get loud
I gotta keep a bit of you broken down
For thе ghost inside, but I don′t know how
I'm gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind′s locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I've found
And I realise now that I ain′t too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can't get loud when you won′t get loud
I gotta keep a bit of you broken down
For the ghost inside, but I don't know how
I'm gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind′s locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I′ve found
And I realise now that I ain't too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can′t get loud when you won't get loud
I gotta
Keep a bit of you broken down
Feel a little indifferent now
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I′ve found
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can't get loud when you won′t get loud
I gotta keep a bit of you broken down
For the ghost inside, but I don't know how
I'm gonna feel a little indifferent now
When my mind′s locked out and your hands are bound
I gotta feed the spirit, the guilt I′ve found
And I realise now that I ain't too proud
I wanna stand in the middle of faceless crowds
But I can′t get loud when you won't get loud
I gotta
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