long more? I am haunted, I am fretted I'm followed by my despair I breathe like dragged under the water Who I am now? Haunted, haunted, haunted It
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We eat and we drink, we feel and we think Far down the street we stray I laugh and I cry, and I'm haunted by Things I never meant nor wished to say
down the road I feel so low, low, low And I'm feeling like I don't know life I don't know, know, know There's something in my head Something haunting
'll see I am the one Awake in sweat, the air is hot and thick And the pillow's wet, I'm feeling kind of sick You're lying there alive and breathing deep Your frown
your penalty will be to hurt as I do Eventually my memory ah my memory will haunt the dreams of you This look I'm wearing it's called a frown But it
winding long corridors Of the bleaching and the grinning never frowning Oh, Skull Forrest Oh, Skull Forrest Oh, Skull Forrest Oh And I see them haunting
me but you don't know Sometimes I would give anything just to be something more Sometimes I would give anything just to be something more Something more Sometimes I
And I do And I do Crack up 'cos I'm getting to you You see you You see you And you're pretty self-conscious too But down to your church I'm looking
night With an open container from 7-Eleven In St. Ides Heaven Been out haunting the neighborhood And everybody can see I'm no good I'm walking out between
will be, to hurt as I do Eventually, my memory, ah my memory, Will haunt the dreams of you. This look I'm wearing, its called a frown, But it use to
down We eat and we drink, we feel and we think Far down the street we stray I laugh and I cry and I'm haunted by Things I never meant nor wished to say
And I do and I do Crack up 'cos I'm getting to you I see you I see you And you're pretty self-conscious too Down to you church I'm looking for
nude And I do and I do Crack up 'cos I'm getting to you I see you I see you And you're pretty self-conscious too Down to your church I'm looking for
With an open container from 7-11 In St. Ides heaven I've been out haunting the neighborhood And everybody can see I'm no good When I'm walking out between
Death-type dreaming hoping not fade away And i'm sinking ever deeper In the gleaming And i'm weaving down thru alleys of bone Dermal dripping Trees of
when your down I'm broken by the days I'm empty and cold now I'm still waiting, for you to watch me fall I'm lost and longing, you always haunt me Cause I
