Little Boots- Ghost
Withdraw into your other world
I'm speaking but you do not hear a word
Glaze over colder than a lake
Frozen by our distances of late
It's clear as glass you smash
My apparitions melt before your eyes
My skull is full of dreams and nothing's as it seems
In the black air under the trees
Do you even know that I'm here? I might as well be a ghost
It's true, you walk right through me
Look in the mirror and you, you see nothing but yourself
It's true, I see right through you
It's true, you walk right through me
It's true, I see right through you
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adorei o teu blog :)
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