I thought I am going to be okay,
To see you smiling from far,
But, I saw you today,
Did you left your grave?
Because my heart pounding and racing so fast.
You are a ghost.
The ghost that my heart screams for.
You know, I have a deep wound,
I like to press the wound,
and sprinkle some salt,
Praying it to stop bleeding,
To stop hurting,
But, it's hurt.
And I realize, the drug has no medicine.
Once I get addicted, I will taste the addiction till I die.
It's hurt.
It keeps bleeding,
I'm choosing me now,
But.. my heart knows
that I like only you.
Welcome back to the world.
I see you are doing okay.
To see you smiling from far,
But, I saw you today,
Did you left your grave?
Because my heart pounding and racing so fast.
You are a ghost.
The ghost that my heart screams for.
You know, I have a deep wound,
I like to press the wound,
and sprinkle some salt,
Praying it to stop bleeding,
To stop hurting,
But, it's hurt.
And I realize, the drug has no medicine.
Once I get addicted, I will taste the addiction till I die.
It's hurt.
It keeps bleeding,
I'm choosing me now,
But.. my heart knows
that I like only you.
Welcome back to the world.
I see you are doing okay.
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