Photojournalist (исполнитель: Small Black)

what had [bad word] 
the woman you lingered around 
in the photo journal
I thought I would never 
ever be bound 
to the ways to
to rise up again
rise up again 
like a ghost
a slide in
to rise up again
rise up again 
like a ghost
you and me
you will stop
im not ready to know who he was was ooo oooh
stop im not ready to know who he was was ooo oooh

there is a difference 
between what you want em to know 
and what they have
to know here that
the mirror reality 
never was found 
from the ways to 
to rise up again
rise up again 
like a ghost
a slide in
to rise up again
rise up again 
like a ghost
you and me
you will stop
im not ready to know who he was was ooo oooh
stop im not ready to know who he was was ooo oooh (repeat)
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