Talking to Your Ghost

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80s-tinged electro-alt pop.

Lyrics:

I break down walls to call out to November.
I fell down low to places we will never go.
(All I want) Is to know that there lies a prophecy.
Pictures from another world
And a secret message translated to earth

I don't know if you know
Why they left you
I'm talking to your ghost, and it's true
It's tearing up my soul because you don't believe me
And your back in a place called memory

I saw the ocean, skylines and bright horizons
Out into darkness I'll find you

Say that you believe me
Back when we were younger
I knew I'd know you longer
So long, so long x2

Open the doors into a showdown
It's like I'm hearing your voice but then there's no sound
You put me back in a place where I cant decide from a right or wrong
(All I want) Is to know that there lies a prophecy
Pictures from another world
And a secret message translated to earth

I don't know if you know
Why they left you
I'm talking to your ghost, and it's true
It's tearing up my soul because you don't believe me
And your back in a place, back in a place called memory

I saw the ocean, skylines and bright horizons
Out into darkness I'll find you

Say that you believe me
Back when we were younger
I knew I'd know you longer
So long, so long x2