Stop - Ghost K - with lyrics

We express the same things but with different words We acknowledge the same curve and those might-have-heareds Just like the last line you draw to remind of past-time A fast-winded feeling of freedom pleased to be recognized And i can hear your doctors calling from here, saying: Killed by his independecy and akilles-heel Cuz he armed himself with stealthy mass-appeal. Wheres my muse, wheres my muse It feels like every word slipping through my mouth has been used Staggeri