Most of the Time

Here i am, here i am, here i am
Torn apart, again and again
By a ghost that i no longer, really know

Although although
I guess you've been less and less of a problem
As the months go...

My, little ghost
I hope that you know
That iii
I forget you most of time



Credits
Writer(s): Angel Acosta
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