The Things You Think You Know
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Rain, rain, wash all the ghosts away
They shouldn’t appear in plain day
They all regret loving me; I’m in debt for all the blood I gave
Being buried too deep in the mud, but I don’t want to be saved
Just let me fall into the grave, for what you believe was my motive
But when you find out the truth, all I ask is please don’t forgive me
What about the unknown ghosts in my mind
The remnants of memories you won’t find
There is a reason; I promise it’s no disease Hun
So why are you staring from what you presume
Teasing patients with the