I'm a ghostwriter for an ocean in a shell
From the poison well.

In the corridor by a picture in a frame
Of a man with no name.

Don't get backed into a corner talking to yourself
Come on back to me my bright tomorrow.

If you feel hollow
Well, it's probably 'cause you are
Well, at least so far.

I think of you with hesitation
I think of you too hard
Come on back to me...but don't make me sorry

I'm a ghostwriter for an ocean in a shell
From the poison well.
From the poison well.

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