So, let the craziness begin.
Fasten your seatbelt tight within,
Unchain those ghosts that cling to you.
Oh, what a journey this has been.
You asked me not to intervene.
Am I the perfect heroine
Or am I nothing but a fool
Who plays the dead man’s violin?
I wish I knew the mortal sin
Inherited through blood of kin,
So I’d repent and be released
From living deep under your
skin.
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