Текст песни Ghosts (Modwheelmood Remix) - Ladytron
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                first 
                                                days 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                spring 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Made 
                                                you 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                split 
                                                from 
                                                thousand 
                                                enemies
 
                                    
                                
                                                Made 
                                                    a 
                                                trail 
                                                of, 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                thousand 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                Made 
                                                you 
                                                prisoner 
                                                inside 
                                                your 
                                                own 
                                                secrecy
 
                                    
                                
                                                There? 
                                                    s 
                                                    a 
                                                ghost 
                                                in 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                wants 
                                                to 
                                                say 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doesn? 
                                                    t 
                                                mean 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                the 
                                                first 
                                                hour 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                springtime
 
                                    
                                
                                                Made 
                                                you 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                split 
                                                from 
                                                thousand 
                                                enemies
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                you 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                corner
 
                                    
                                
                                                Clock 
                                                strikes 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                you 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                drinking 
                                                alone
 
                                    
                                
                                                There? 
                                                    s 
                                                    a 
                                                ghost 
                                                in 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                wants 
                                                to 
                                                say 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doesn? 
                                                    t 
                                                mean 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                There? 
                                                    s 
                                                    a 
                                                ghost 
                                                in 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                wants 
                                                to 
                                                say 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doesn? 
                                                    t 
                                                mean 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                There? 
                                                    s 
                                                    a 
                                                ghost 
                                                in 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                wants 
                                                to 
                                                say 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doesn? 
                                                    t 
                                                mean 
                                                I? 
                                                    m 
                                                sorry
 
                                    
                                
                                                ...
 
                                    
                                 
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