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all the ghosts in this heart

So the [purple]-haired girl looks for escapism
To fill the empty spaces she’s feeling
She depends on her music like a husband
And she knows it’s no good to fall in love again…

It’s just the ghost of what you really want
And it’s the ghost of the past that you live in
And it’s the ghost of the future you are frightened of
So you look to your guardian angel…

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