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Adam Parrish

I'm not calling you a ghost, just stop haunting me
and I love you so much, I'm gonna let you kill me
There's a ghost in my lungs and it sighs in my sleep
Wraps itself around my tongue as it softly speaks
Then it walks, then it walks with my legs
To fall, to fall, to fall at your feet

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Sure. We'll see what she wants to build. [ He wonders whose house this is and if this means they're staying together, but he'd prefer to ask Lara than Luke at the moment. ]