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Ghostwriter lyrics

Hey, what's that sound in the bathroom?
Hey, they're the voices in my head
Hey, put your money where your head lays
Hey, never sleep in your bed

Hey, organize random chaos
Hey, sinking deep in the sand
Hey, link your arm to span another
Hey, then you clap your clammy hands

Creepy crawlies make the best of life they can
But I'm not overwhelmed, understand?
Days are dropping like a ripe tomato
And baby, I've grown into a different man

Ghostwriter in the heart
Of the duplicated system everywhere I look
Ghostwriter makes a start
In the duplicated system with a brand new hook

Hey, hey, living up a hollow tree hole
Hey, making secret documents
Hey, hey, taking pictures of the suburbs
Hey, hey, wondering where the money went

I've seen it, heard it all before
I've seen it, heard it all before

Creepy crawlies make the best of life they can
But I'm not overwhelmed, understand?
Days are dropping like a ripe tomato
And baby, I've grown into a different man

Ghostwriter in the heart
Of the duplicated system everywhere I look
Ghostwriter makes a start
In the duplicated system with a brand new book

Ghostwriter in the heart
Of the duplicated system everywhere I look
Ghostwriter makes a start
In the duplicated system with a brand new hook

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