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If we come back as ghosts
We'll haunt the things that we cherish most
I'll haunt these places
I'll leave the faintest of traces
We'll cripple the legs
We'll drive the pegs
Confuse their lives when we've died
Flyers clutter this empty room
Boarded up 'cause we've died to soon
I'll haunt these places
I'll leave the faintest of traces