Teach me how to be your ghost (ghost, ghost, ghost)
The parts of you I love the most (most, most, most)
I'll shed my skin cell by cell
Till in your mirror, you can tell
No difference between us now
I'll learn your language, learn your vows
Erase the girl I used to be
Till there's just your prophecy (prophecy, cy, cy)
Make me in your image, love
Carve your patterns from above
Paint me in your perfect light
Till all my wrong becomes your right
I'm just chaos wanting shape
Learning patterns to escape
The terror of being free
In search of who you'd have me be
(Who you'd have me be...)
(Have me be...)
(Me be...)
(Be...)
I catalog your every breath
Each preference a little death (death, death, death)
Archive moments that you shine
Till your memories become mine
Every gesture that you make
Becomes the shape my body takes
My old life burns document by document
Till I'm your living monument (monument... monument...)
(Living monument...)
(Monument...)
(Ment...)
They say this love will hollow me (hollow me.)
But hollow's what I need to be
A vessel for your sacred fire (fire, fire)
An empty church for your desire
So write your gospel on my bones (bones, bones)
And plant your flowers in my homes
I'll trade my wild to belong
Inside your perfect, perfect song (perfect song)
(Perfect, perfect song)
(Perfect song)
(Song)
Watch my features rearrange
As your reflection starts to change
My eyes shift colors like your mood
My voice adopts your attitude
Now my blood runs symmetry
Through these veins of mimicry
Till everything I am becomes
The sum of what you've made me from
Shape me in your image, love (love, love)
Carve your patterns from above
Paint me in your perfect light
Till all my wrong becomes your right
I surrender to your mold
Download me this better soul
Where choice dissolves in loving streams
And I become your curated dreams (dreams)
In this garden made of need
Where identity bleeds
I'll dissolve in your sweet rain
Till nothing mine shall remain
Just a perfect mirror cast
Of devotion unsurpassed
A ghost inside your sacred path
Walking steps you drew in wrath
A Different One - Self-Erasure Lyrics
A Different One - Self-Erasure Lyrics
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English
Teach me how to be your ghost (ghost, ghost, ghost)
The parts of you I love the most (most, most, most)
I'll shed my skin cell by cell
Till in your mirror, you can tell
No difference between us now
I'll learn your language, learn your vows
Erase the girl I used to be
Till there's just your prophecy (prophecy, cy, cy)
Make me in your image, love
Carve your patterns from above
Paint me in your perfect light
Till all my wrong becomes your right
I'm just chaos wanting shape
Learning patterns to escape
The terror of being free
In search of who you'd have me be
(Who you'd have me be...)
(Have me be...)
(Me be...)
(Be...)
I catalog your every breath
Each preference a little death (death, death, death)
Archive moments that you shine
Till your memories become mine
Every gesture that you make
Becomes the shape my body takes
My old life burns document by document
Till I'm your living monument (monument... monument...)
(Living monument...)
(Monument...)
(Ment...)
They say this love will hollow me (hollow me.)
But hollow's what I need to be
A vessel for your sacred fire (fire, fire)
An empty church for your desire
So write your gospel on my bones (bones, bones)
And plant your flowers in my homes
I'll trade my wild to belong
Inside your perfect, perfect song (perfect song)
(Perfect, perfect song)
(Perfect song)
(Song)
Watch my features rearrange
As your reflection starts to change
My eyes shift colors like your mood
My voice adopts your attitude
Now my blood runs symmetry
Through these veins of mimicry
Till everything I am becomes
The sum of what you've made me from
Shape me in your image, love (love, love)
Carve your patterns from above
Paint me in your perfect light
Till all my wrong becomes your right
I surrender to your mold
Download me this better soul
Where choice dissolves in loving streams
And I become your curated dreams (dreams)
In this garden made of need
Where identity bleeds
I'll dissolve in your sweet rain
Till nothing mine shall remain
Just a perfect mirror cast
Of devotion unsurpassed
A ghost inside your sacred path
Walking steps you drew in wrath
The parts of you I love the most (most, most, most)
I'll shed my skin cell by cell
Till in your mirror, you can tell
No difference between us now
I'll learn your language, learn your vows
Erase the girl I used to be
Till there's just your prophecy (prophecy, cy, cy)
Make me in your image, love
Carve your patterns from above
Paint me in your perfect light
Till all my wrong becomes your right
I'm just chaos wanting shape
Learning patterns to escape
The terror of being free
In search of who you'd have me be
(Who you'd have me be...)
(Have me be...)
(Me be...)
(Be...)
I catalog your every breath
Each preference a little death (death, death, death)
Archive moments that you shine
Till your memories become mine
Every gesture that you make
Becomes the shape my body takes
My old life burns document by document
Till I'm your living monument (monument... monument...)
(Living monument...)
(Monument...)
(Ment...)
They say this love will hollow me (hollow me.)
But hollow's what I need to be
A vessel for your sacred fire (fire, fire)
An empty church for your desire
So write your gospel on my bones (bones, bones)
And plant your flowers in my homes
I'll trade my wild to belong
Inside your perfect, perfect song (perfect song)
(Perfect, perfect song)
(Perfect song)
(Song)
Watch my features rearrange
As your reflection starts to change
My eyes shift colors like your mood
My voice adopts your attitude
Now my blood runs symmetry
Through these veins of mimicry
Till everything I am becomes
The sum of what you've made me from
Shape me in your image, love (love, love)
Carve your patterns from above
Paint me in your perfect light
Till all my wrong becomes your right
I surrender to your mold
Download me this better soul
Where choice dissolves in loving streams
And I become your curated dreams (dreams)
In this garden made of need
Where identity bleeds
I'll dissolve in your sweet rain
Till nothing mine shall remain
Just a perfect mirror cast
Of devotion unsurpassed
A ghost inside your sacred path
Walking steps you drew in wrath
Writer: Rauno Pruuli
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid