Chris so high, so 1: Chris angel

I’m just a ghostDisappear when anybody’s closeGo through you

be real for a minuteI'm finally ready to admit

turn the music up, I got my records onI

oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, 1: Chris upon a time,

it's overThis time, I know it's goneSaltwaterTasted it too

sweet death should ever conquer meLet me know boys,

I: Prospekt's is risin' from the housesPeople buryin' their

said, "I'm gonna buy this place and burn it

I: Everything's Not I counted up my demonsSaw

Put your wings on me, wings on meWhen I was so

buenos nochesThank you for being hereThank you for being out

Nobody said it was easy.No one ever said it would be

winter, we got carriedAway over on the rooftopsLet's get marriedAll

turn the music up, I got my records onFrom

I know it doesn't seem that wayBut maybe it's the perfect

When she was just a girlShe expected the worldBut it flew

it's overThis time, I know it's goneSaltwaterIt tasted it

no excuse to be sat down in this song, please,

Chris Martin, Max I just couldn't have, I haven't