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Blood Red Shoes

Night Light

Write a note on the back of your hand

Ease your soul, you can understand

Take good pride in what you had

The day is done, the day is gone

Again

I'll be waiting up at midnight

When you feel

It's the ghost you made of me

It's the ghost you made of me

It's the ghost you made of me

Blackened sky is closing in

Concrete walls sit still and the autumn's been

Cool breeze, and the cocktails fight

This bitter taste, this bitter waste of mine

I'll be waiting up at midnight

When you feel

It's the ghost you made of me

It's the ghost you made of me

It's the ghost you made of me

It's the ghost you made of me

It's the ghost you made of me

It's the ghost you made of me