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John wayne, in his purple haze,
Whether outside in the storm, or inside, I found ways,
To rain on all your parades,
As you waltz across the room, all dolled up, please pardon,
My intrusions, I hate to not be included, a sick joke that I apologize for making, as my,
Dark humor, becomes your, jagged tumor, I'm a wreck, and your a princess, a dying,
Breed, a soul to squeeze, a heart to get tangled in puppetry strings,
I'm stuck, and your in motion,

And it sucks, cause I know,
That your ghost is just gonna follow me,
Around my empty house, around my empty house,
Yeah I know, that your ghost is just gonna follow me,
Around my empty house, around my empty house,


A cowboy, stuck in his, drug addled ways,
Irrational and confident,
That I'm prone to be despondent,
All dolled up, with nowhere to go,
best short dress, for the afterglow,
Of dusty lamps, during nights spent alone,
If I can't meet you in the middle, I guess I just can't meet you at all,
I didn't understand the sentiment, only cement
walls and pitfalls and phone calls in an empty basement.

so if you think that you're running out of time
it's not the only currency escaping me
my courtesy may be hard to see, but it's there
under layers of callused veins dodges and feints
escape artist motifs on passenger trains
a doll with diamond studded eyes
at this point you must have realized
that a fire doesn't burn, without oxygen
and at some point growing pains are a weird way of closing in
so if you think that you're in a bit of bind
lest i need remind that all you feel is outside your mind
it floats between the molecules out of touch and without rules
you'll find, more than just your own kind



And it sucks, cause I know, that my ghost is just gonna follow you, around your empty house, around our empty house.
Yeah I know, that my ghost is just gonna follow you,
around your empty house, around our empty house.

around your empty house, around our empty house.

around our empty house.

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from More Than Just Your Own Kind, released June 3, 2016

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