Texty
I've been getting wise
To the ghosts I meet at night
Their skin and their eyes are an awful green
They say they're waiting for me
I can see right through your step
And your discount cigarettes
And the last crash landing
I am so proud of you
Writer(s): Jonathan Matthew Rainville, Matthew Robert Novotny, Jonathon Louis Childers, Grant Scott Gustafson
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