The ghost song

Your mind is silent
Way more than usual
Strange feeling of peace
Tastes like wine and smoke

You keep the slow beat
A foot on the coffee table
The day has been hard
Eyes heavy like lead

A bitter laughter
To some casual obscenity
Head resting back
On your right hand

It’s better like this
Rewind, repeat
It’s better like this
As if you could chose.

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