It's a new chapter, I'm going to try and look happier
But this sepia tone filter, really isn't helping my mission, and I miss him
I've got no shelter and it's pouring down raindrops of ghosts past, condensation not to go against
This grain is poisonous, not my toast of choice
I'll turn up in a little while, when you're struggling to smile
I want to be your saving grace maybe then you'll associate my face
with the moment that your heart begins to race

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