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I live in this ghostown the whispers from the walls fall like feathers to the ground i walk upon these cemetary streets and i don't speak the language of the skeletons that i meet i live in this ghostown the acid from the architecture is burning the place down i wander through these solitary streets they're empty as an afterthought in purple pools of gasoline the river's all in flames i can't go home again this city speaks in rain i live in this ghostown the coffee burns like kerosene and the color of my world is brown i look out on these melancholy streets it's quiet as a photograph and lonley as my vanity the river's all in flames i can't go home again this city's rearranged i'm never going to leave this ghostown Aus Songtexte Mania