Paroles de Give Up The Ghost

(Don't haunt me, don't hurt me) (Don't haunt me, don't hurt me) Gather up the lost and sold In your arms, in your arms Gather up the pitiful In your arms, in your arms What seems impossible In your arms, in your arms I think I have had my fill In your arms, in your arms (Don't haunt me, don't hurt me) (Don't haunt me, don't hurt me) I think I should give up the ghost In your arms, in your arms (In your arms, in your arms)