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Ghost Story
03:17
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When I was kind I held you close to my heart
But you crumbled up and took with you my heart
When I awoke in the night to the sound of my head
I trembled in fear alone in my head
When I studied my hands they refused to row
They would fold up and pray but refused to row
When I drowned in the storm I begged to go back
And I realized I had nowhere to go back
Oh my god, I'm gonna die here
I'm weak to the forces that move this earth
I know myself well
I didn't meant to hurt no one
When the gaslight cries it cries for me
I never knew no one who ever loved me
When they came around and called me my name
I said no one who lives here goes by that name
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In any form of speak
There is no word for it
But it vibrates through us both
Through my arms and through yours
You've got to wrestle it from my dead hands
If you want it
You used to laugh at my jokes
You observed me so keen
Where have your wonder gone
And the mysteries I'd believe
Have it grown out of dry ground
This whole time?
What did I ever do?
Your history with women
Is long and strained
Nowadays it's no longer funny
How you construct yourself
How you whore out your passions
And "open up"
When you entered the door
I thought of someone else
But there's no mistaking that voice
To which I keep silent
In your path you leave nothing but destruction
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Reel Life
02:26
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Stay bad people
Get hard or go home
You shall not act on impulse and temptation
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A Sailor For The Flood
02:24
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Cosmic sugar cuts your skin and out
Comes daylight
Symptoms of a fever ears ringing but still
The sun is bright
It's a day in the impossible suicide
You have no account of what you sense
But you know too well the taste of murder song
It attracts your guests and wets your tongue
But in the end it fails to comfort you
There's no escape, no way out
Ride my horse anxious young man
Any day now your blood turns moonshine
They were fucking in your bathroom
While you wrote your psalms
On your way to greatness
One day
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Tom Vigebo Oslo, Norway
Tom Vigebo is a musician based in Oslo, Norway. He wrote and produced his first album "The Other August" which was released in January 2016.
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