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letra de ghost - zfrl

hook:
cos you’re my
ghost, things will be never the same, you’re my
ghost, all this sh-t i can’t complain, you’re my
ghost, it’s that different season and my demons hit the ceiling
and y’know that i’ve been chilling with my
ghost, things will be never the same, you’re my
ghost, all this sh-t i can’t complain, you’re my
ghost, it’s that different season and my demons hit the ceiling
and y’know that i’ve been chilling with my

i gotta figure out, what i wanna do, where do i wanna go with
who are the people, i choose to stay in touch for keeping it golden
for the days i spit some poison
for the days i do stay broken
for the ways i keep it a hunnid
end up on the floor of the corridor and i still couldn’t be bothered
fight fire with fire
couldn’t be water, my friend
caught the sight of what my light was and i ended up losing again
got them mirrors covered up, got me guarded up, all i had to pretend
that my day ones weren’t the same, once the days come to an end like

hook:
ghost, things will be never the same, you’re my
ghost, all this sh-t i can’t complain, you’re my
ghost, it’s that different season and my demons hit the ceiling
and y’know that i’ve been chilling with my
ghost, things will be never the same, you’re my
ghost, all this sh-t i can’t complain, you’re my
ghost, it’s that different season and my demons hit the ceiling
and y’know that i’ve been chilling with my

pick apart the petals
they swerving away from the lane
even the garden of eden could never put a cloud, the vision in vain
division is stained
ego is put in the fray
who am i really to say?
if i’m the big bad wolf, sit back, look
we never really the same, like
i couldn’t keep it at peace, you leaving the streets and living another man’s dream
took off the face of a fiend, you never looked back even when facing defeat
i had to pick up the crumbs, looking at mums, what the opps did to their sons
they still put you on a pedestal but i’m still mad at you for all the things that you done
when all you did was-
run
i think of the positive, when you deposited
place in the system, quick way outta poverty, sp-ces with visitors
but you still playing the victim
and they getting evicted
pick up the messages, bigger the picture
but you still, getting addicted
that’s why you

got the, kids
living off minimum wage
tired and sick of the way you behave
drowning in bottles, they riding your wave
they screaming, “hold up!”
we’re pulling up, on a replay
we freaking out, on the freeway
the deuces up, to the g days
we screaming, “hold up!”
we constantly rounding the bends
better be tying your laces
ain’t no tripping up on your loose ends
no nuisance
got em in a mode with that pick and roll
wicked friends who could tippy toe
sipping red when you sick and old
now we dripping gold. dripping gold

hook:
cos you’re my
ghost, things will be never the same, you’re my
ghost, all this sh-t i can’t complain, you’re my
ghost, it’s that different season and my demons hit the ceiling
and y’know that i’ve been chilling with my
ghost, things will be never the same, you’re my
ghost, all this sh-t i can’t complain, you’re my
ghost, it’s that different season and my demons hit the ceiling
and y’know that i’ve been chilling with my

ghost

- zfrl

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