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In The Dreary Ghost Town
In The Dreary Ghost Town
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We live among the ghosts,
In the dreary ghost town.
Who travel along the coasts,
In the dreary ghost town.
Perhaps hell is filled with people,
Committing unforgivable sins.
Perhaps hell is too peaceful,
For the ghosts tearing skins.
Many monsters skip along,
Laughing and stomping.
They walk freely and strong,
Roaring and haunting.
The monsters may be un-dead,
Trust me, they are nothing.
Compared to the ones in our head,
But we seem to keep bluffing.
The ghosts we live among,
Maybe be cruel and carry evil.
But at least they sang
The truth of reality with no upheaval.
We live among the ghosts,
In the dreary ghost town.
Who travel along the coasts,
In the dreary ghost town.
