Chasing ghosts, I'm chasing ghosts around this town.
When will I live, when will I live this memory down?
When will I wear you out?
I hear a voice when there's nobody else around.
I have a choice, but I'd rather not say it out loud,
When will I shout it out?
In the day it's all that it seems,
But when I sleep you're in my dreams.
Seeping your way into my bones and blood.
I'll be bound to a killing kind of love.
Golden frames, golden frames surround your face.
Four corners, four corners of endless black
Keep me forever trapped.
Until I can't see all you've down to me.
Drowning in your rivers of agony.
And I drink you into my bones and blood.
I'll be bound to a killing kind of love.
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