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Haunted
© 2003 Alex Holderness, published by Little Holdie Music (ASCAP)
I love the nectar in your cinnamon it’s sweet like honey from the tree
Roll the dice maybe we’ll win again I’ll take a chance we gotta wait and see
You summon thunder, I bring the rain it’s hot like summer on this African plain
You feel you’re dying on this crying scorched earth soon you’ll be flying
Crying on the day of your birth
In your mind you find you never wanted, never wanted to give
Now it seems we’ve been caught deep in between
Girl your body it just feels haunted, girl your body it just feels haunted
So what you thought is all I told you
All I said, honey, you don’t care but
All this time I find I’m wasting neath my peace of mind and
You’re still there
So don’t look back on everything you ever, ever wanted to give
Your friends are laughing because you’ve been staffing
Your hospital with overgrown kids
In your mind you find you never wanted, never wanted to give
Now it seems we’ve been caught deep in between
Girl your body it just feels haunted
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