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Ghost and Pals - Pathological Facade
Music by: GHOST-P (Ghost and Pals)
Vocals by: Kasane Teto AI（重音テトAI）
A couple years ago I was told that I would be a miracle
Something theoretical I guess
It's kinda like a psychedelic lie and yet it tried to be
A line between the villains and the rest
A cloudy day run away on latent aripiprazole
Missing what I reckon is a soul
So flip a coin let's rejoin our family in the mirror world
Seeing things that cannot be retold
A years ago I was told that I would be a miracle
Something theoretical I guess
It's kinda like a psychedelic lie and yet it tried to be
A line between the villains and the rest
Nostalgia from a well of barricaded faded memories
Impartial to the carnal scenery
Apparently guarantees are only found peripherally
Drinking to a total mystery
Well no matter what I say it's confusing either way
Well no matter what I say it's confusing either-
Stars always watching from afar turning who you are
In the end it left me delicately scarred beyond pathological facade
Don't you find it odd
Secretarial speaking
Go on praise me like a god
Don't you find it odd
Go on praise me like a god
A couple unaware laughing in the air after galling
Falling head-first down a flight of stairs
It's kinda like a pre-angelic bygone wannabe
Who's heading towards God-knows-where
Bye-bye-bye goes the time turning on a dime
Gone without a reason or a rhyme
So flip a coin let's rejoin our family in the mirror world
Where everybody's crooked by desigh
A years ago I was told that I would be a miracle
Something theoretical I guess
It's kinda like a psychedelic lie and yet it tried to be
A line between the villains and the rest
The Tower's gonna fall and you'll silently rebuild it all
Knowing someone else would be appalled
You're crying as you call out
Halt and move on without someone that you think a lot about
Well no matter what I say it's confusing either way
Well no matter what I say it's confusing either-
Sunday was jarringly redone; a faulty illusion
The ending left misunderstood amnesia for a diorama love
Who will I become
It's a bittersweetly never-ending phobia
Who will I become
Never-ending phobia
A couple years ago I was told that I would be a miracle
A cloudy day run away on latent aripiprazole
A couple years ago I was told that I would be a miracle
Y'know nostalgia from a dolled-up lucid dream is only clinical
A couple unaware laughing in the air after falling
Goodbye-bye-bye goes the time turning on a dime
A couple years ago I was told that I would be a miracle
The Tower's gonna fall and you'll silently rebuild it all