I carry ghosts I never knew
My father's I went through
The rage that was stitched into skin
A child was buried within
I see it all through my eyes
And now, before the crash
Finaly
It can end with us
I carry ghosts I never knew
My father's I went through
The rage that was stitched into skin
A child was buried within
I see it all through my eyes
And now, before the crash
Finaly
It can end with us
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