I take it all like a champion, any body I’d be buried in When day will end and night begin
We would end, we would end
Ghost boy
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We colored our names in With permanent black pens
And momentary sentiments
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I take it all like a champion
Any body I’d be buried in Ghost boy
Ghost boy
Ghost boy
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