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There's a secret hidden on this road ain't no reason to go there alone and a soul is roaming in the streets anybody talks about memories men look for a fight and dogs run free lots of women scream while (they) move their hips some people get lost in this old place baby even hangovers bite you there They don’t say the ghost is around…. Skulls are hang on the dirty walls people here avoid talking about love like wolves they just howl to the moon dancing while their cigarettes consume But they don't say the ghost is around... From Letras Mania