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it was all for nothing if you’re not him anymore

and I’m almost dreaming 

it kind of feels like I’m not real 

i could be a ghost again

it was all for nothing and I’m not her anymore 

could’ve died for you once or twice

i guess the afterlife’s alright 

our boys were smoking in the graveyard 

 making friends from back in 1872