Your ghost is in my photographs
Your voice is in the Telegraph
My hands are holding broken glass, toxic waste, and fire ants
Make me another bracelet
I still have some of your letters
I'll tattoo them later
Better late than never
You can keep my sweater
The remote control, and radio
I'll have magazines for breakfast
With antidepressants
In my dream you walked along
An antediluvian blossom covered lane
In my dream you walked along
An antediluvian blossom covered lane
I don't care, how you treat me
Good or bad, it all feels the same to me
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Your ghost is in my photographs
Your voice is in the Telegraph
My hands are holding broken glass, toxic waste, and fire ants
Make me another bracelet
I still have some of your letters
I'll tattoo them later
Better late than never
You can keep my sweater
The remote control, and radio
I'll have magazines for breakfast
With antidepressants
In my dream you walked along
An antediluvian blossom covered lane
In my dream you walked along
An antediluvian blossom covered lane
I don't care, how you treat me
Good or bad, it all feels the same to me
Your voice is in the Telegraph
My hands are holding broken glass, toxic waste, and fire ants
Make me another bracelet
I still have some of your letters
I'll tattoo them later
Better late than never
You can keep my sweater
The remote control, and radio
I'll have magazines for breakfast
With antidepressants
In my dream you walked along
An antediluvian blossom covered lane
In my dream you walked along
An antediluvian blossom covered lane
I don't care, how you treat me
Good or bad, it all feels the same to me
Writer: Alvaro Angulo, Tristan Grana
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid