Memory of a Ghost Songtext
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Memory of a Ghost Songtext
Something to find in my own mind alone
It grows in my head, burns red as the sun
This feeling like I′m sick is what I'm feeling the most
Now I can′t find it
This fire is blinding, it's time to remind things
Back at the findings
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
Something to find in my own mind alone
It grows in my head, burns red as the sun
This feeling like I'm sick is what I′m feeling the most
Now I can′t find it
This fire is blinding, it's time to remind things
Back at the findings
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
Something to find in my own mind alone
It grows in my head, burns red as the sun
This feeling like I′m sick is what I'm feeling the most
Now I can′t find it
This fire is blinding, it's time to remind things
Back at the findings
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
Something to find in my own mind alone
It grows in my head, burns red as the sun
This feeling like I′m sick is what I'm feeling the most
Now I can't find it
This fire is blinding, it′s time to remind things
Back at the findings
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
It grows in my head, burns red as the sun
This feeling like I′m sick is what I'm feeling the most
Now I can′t find it
This fire is blinding, it's time to remind things
Back at the findings
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
Something to find in my own mind alone
It grows in my head, burns red as the sun
This feeling like I'm sick is what I′m feeling the most
Now I can′t find it
This fire is blinding, it's time to remind things
Back at the findings
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
Something to find in my own mind alone
It grows in my head, burns red as the sun
This feeling like I′m sick is what I'm feeling the most
Now I can′t find it
This fire is blinding, it's time to remind things
Back at the findings
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
Something to find in my own mind alone
It grows in my head, burns red as the sun
This feeling like I′m sick is what I'm feeling the most
Now I can't find it
This fire is blinding, it′s time to remind things
Back at the findings
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
A memory of a ghost
Writer(s): Henry Agincourt Allen, Preston Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

