Your skin was as white as the fresh fallen snow, your eyes were so bright with a promising glow. Your lips red as roses and your hair black as coal, i would have given my life, but you have taken my soul.
There was nothing on you a man wouldnt admire, my heart made of paper and you have been playing with fire.
I think i would never know why you choose me but i am old and i am not the man i used to be. You knew your my queen without realm without crown. Just one look from you turned my world upside down.
You didnt want a piece of me you took the entire, my heart made of paper an you have been playing with fire.
Your heart was so hungry and i was the feed but soon you aint your filled an now i must bleed. You loved me forever or just for a whlie, you have broken my heart and my life with a smile.
I never have dreamed of you being a lier, but my heart made of paper an you have been playing with fire.
I told you that i could not live without you. You promised redemption and it proofed to be true. You shortend my suffering with a long knife. First she has taken my love than she has taken my life.
When we loved each other, my bad was my pire. My heart made of paper and she was playing with fire.
Now i am haunting the land and i am howling around. For so many years i have been searching but found not a trace. I confess its unfortunately true, i should be ashamed but i still do love you.
Theres still this dammed so called burning desire – my heart made of paper and you have been playing with fire.
Now you know my name as my story is exposed, now you know why they call me the paperhearted ghost. (ASP, the paperhearted ghost)
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