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The ghost calls to visit With my keys in his pocket Kisses in my mouth with his Eyes hanging out of his sockets My memories crumble Under still resistance I was torn out like pages From the book of existence I woke up in a strange place My mind a blur and some blood on my chin I made a call for a blackened cab Some destination was moving on in I remember the words that you told me How they come down so hard, so plain Fate is going to find your love in a glass of champagne I lied to my host I told him I knew how far I could go Then I emptied my guts out On his brand new stereo Well he paid me to go upstairs And spend a night with his friend I never want to see my face in the mirror again I woke up in a strange place Music so loud that I spit up my beer I met a ride in that blackened cab Some destination was all that he had Easy now, this car is speeding up For my last chance, crashing to freedom Fate is going to find your love in a glass of champagne Sweat pours down You're in the back seat sleeping And she waits by the window On an empty bed, weeping The ghost guns the motor To the land that he promised me I guess this is the time when your Best intentions become accidents This is my story for the dislocated Who want to love but who turn to be hated Because the lies of the spirit possessed you Because the eyes of your lover resist you Listen now, you keep your aim steady As your temple turns to kiss the pistol Fate is going to find your love in a glass of champagne Fate is going to find your love, In a glass of champagne Get This Ringtone

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