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Ghost Town

Ghost town
No faces passed,
no shadows cast
Don't let me down
This Wild West is burning fast




We're seeing signals in the smoke
They're telling us to go go go
How long before we choke
Darling I don't know know know




Dust clears
To show the world what we have done
There's nothing here
Yet we still run run run




Shattered glass
He's bulletproof
He's yet to lose
You'll never last
His bullets tend to pick and choose


Be careful who you leave alone
For a hawk can become a crow
It only takes a single match
To lose everything you know



Dust clears
To show the world what we have done
There's nothing here
Yet we still run run run


Buried gold,
We treasure more what we can hold
Curse no name
For it was you who lit this flame


When hindsight feeds you lies
You buy into every word
Assuming that disguise
You're the devils mockingbird




Dust clears
To show the world what we have done
There's nothing here
Yet we still run run run






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