.Now I've said all I wanted to say,
Try to sleep, something just won't go away,
Not alone, there's a party of ghosts in my bed.
These times are so twisted, busted,
There's no rhyme nor reason.
So I stare at a photo a friend of mine sent
From new york, she's finding it hard pay.
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