Ghost کے بول

Hey, stop on a dime Take both your hands Reach them above, one at a time Are you alone in here? I heard the voice so clearly I tried not to breathe Tried not to speak Clamping my tongue between my teeth Are you alone in here? I heard the voice so clearly say Well, there are fine lines I've seen We are stuck in between With separate eyes to use and throw aside How we die, nobody wants to know Who decides where everybody goes? Where everybody goes? Well, no, this can't be it I start to sweat Haunted by all the things I'd miss This can't be right I realized right then, that It's me or him, yeah There are fine lines I've seen We are stuck in between With separate eyes to use and throw aside How we die, nobody has to know Who decides where everybody goes? What if I don't? Oh, no, I can't believe this I don't know why This had to happen I had no choice Well, it was me or him Well, it was me or him There's a fine line Between what is justified or just obscene Fragile eyes to use and throw aside How we die, nobody wants to know Who decides where everybody goes? Where everybody goes? How we died, no one will ever know Who decides where everybody goes? Who decides where everybody goes? Who decides where everybody goes? Who decides where everybody goes? Who decides where everybody goes? Who decides where everybody goes? Who decides where everybody goes? Who decides where everybody goes? Who decides where everybody goes?