Steve Von Till - Chasing Ghosts | Текст песни

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See down into this darken drop
All that has been drenched from the lake
Will shed no tears while chasing ghosts
Oh oh, the sea will feast upon the land

As of now, youth's are solar sent(?!)
I scratched my plans out in the sand
And dashed them out, out of the stones
Too blind to see the road before me

I get so turned around inside
Words always fail to speak my mind
Madness cooled now by the fire
Sometimes I just can't shake the sick, no


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