The Ghost in the Crowd

Intro

Ha

Ha

Ha

Ha

Verse 1

Silver

Lined

Broken pockets

Bitter heavy boots

I

Walked

Right past the kitchen

Wondering about the bitter roots

Chorus

Coulda been the one

Shoulda been the one

Coulda been the one

Coulda been the one

Coulda been

Shoulda been

Coulda been

Verse 2

Dust

Falling

Heavy hammers

Hitting on the wooden floor

Small

Fast

Mistakes I made

Bleeding through the locked door

Never

Running

Never hiding

Never looking back again

Chorus

Coulda been the one

Shoulda been the one

Coulda been the one

Coulda been the one

Coulda been

Shoulda been

Coulda been

Post-Chorus

Hey

Hey

Hey

Hey

Bridge

The clock is ticking loud

The ghost is in the crowd

The man is acting proud

I am lost

I am found

I am gone

Chorus

Coulda been the one

Shoulda been the one

Coulda been the one

Coulda been the one

Coulda been

Shoulda been

Coulda been

Drop

Coulda been

Coulda been

Outro

Coulda shoulda

Coulda shoulda

Ha

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