Ghostwrite Songtext / Lyric

And the name they chose for me
And the name chosen for me Finally here I am. Said to be made again
posing weathered statues
standing on old attributes
getting sick of this feeling ridiculous
I'm an over told joke's punch line
I am limbo, waiting on that window
resonating old song. "Goodnight, so long"

Scraping the brand off my forehead
at the speed of nearly dead
under the vow I never made
to the sound I've already betrayed

It's the name they chose for me
It's the name they chose for me

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