Lost Good Things
——Ghost Style
Pull off my blindfold
And it s just too cold
You saw me true faith
Baby I was so sore
You might as well cut me off physically
You know you got me on the edge of those dreams
I can t believe it
Don t know what to think
Summer times arouse with so love sick
That is so sick cause they ain t about love
Your years apart was between us wasn t enough
And I know
I felt good times come
I thought they stay
Things i ve done and become what may
Angels came but they left today
And I let you slip away
Listen now
Burning empty
Still this can t be
Believe it or not not that happy
Hotel motel is hot in hell
Free from my cell
Now left with no hope
OoOOoO~
I want you to know
I never would have
All figure out that would you gave me now
We could have been forever
Now it s bringing me down
Th