Speaking With A Ghost ■ Citizen ■ Youth
Overnight I fell apart, I use to wonder where you've been, or where you were. I threw my face against the wall So I won't wonder where you've been, Or where you are, and how you're making out. And I went and spent that week trying to find you out. Every night it feels the same. And I went and spent those nights driving by myself. Every night it feels the same









