Ghosts Lyrics
| Song | Ghosts |
| Artist | Logh |
| Album | Every Time A Bell Rings An Angel Gets His Wings |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I'm writing reports of the days and the nights. | |
| Locked up for years in a measure of mind. | |
| When with a net of nothing. | |
| I was trying to catch the motions of a mind. | |
| And the methods of a crime. i never saw the chance. | |
| And never what i held in my hands. | |
| The lights are all red in this town. | |
| Where i'm killed by exhausts. | |
| And alcohols that dry out my skin. | |
| I never had a clue of the role that i played. | |
| But that's the condition and the price that we pay |
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