I am a prince I have it all
I wait in silence for your call
I hear your footsteps through the wall
then take a shot and watch you fall
I need a resting place 'cause I
I am a ghost but I cannot fly I'm stuck here as the years slide by
already felt my body die
living on my street and offer them some meat
if I had a host of ghosts
I'd jive and strive to stay alive perhaps I'd be the missing link
I need a different life I think
away the memories let the sinkand treasure moments as I drink.
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