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Her Space Holiday - Lydia lyrics
I'm losing my mind in a record amount of time Is it all in my head? These ghosts in the hall ways, and mirrors, and under my bed In each town I find there's always a graveyard near by I'm taking here home That girl from Glasgow whose father just left her alone And I was moved inside that crooked room I reached out my hand and shyly asked her to dance She cried as we swayed and in my head that song continues to play The saddest melody that just won't go away And in my mind she's fully real A little voice that helps me feel And if they thought I was crazy then Wait until they meet my friend |
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