Original lyrics

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I'll make my plans Cover my tracks A few demands Before I come back Did you get my ghost Out of your clothes D'you nail them all To your bedroom wall? In the middle of my day I place these pics In the middle of confession Atheist And I could tell you My two cents on wrecking homes I could tell you My two cents but what's the point 'Cause this has always been sad Oh this has always been sad In the middle of it A snow stained blouse You were touching in the basement Of your father's house And I could tell you My two cents on breaking hearts I could tell you Where I went when it got dark Or how death will come to me quick How death will come to me quick And all's well With my soul, oh God, it's a A dull flash Like light to a blind man And all's well With my soul, oh God I fade out I fade out And death will come to us quick Oh death will come to us quick And we will fade out We will fade out our hearts We will fade out