I can't seem to write a love song without clichés
And I hope that I'll write one one of these days
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If I were a ghost, would you still kiss me?
If I were a ghost, would you still love me?
I've been standing in your darkest parts
I've been aching for your mouth full of stars
[Chorus]
And I feel like the smoke in my chest
And I feel wicked and unrest
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