The ghost comes to visit   With my keys in his pocket   Kisses on my mouth   With his eyes hanging out of his sockets      Memories crumbling   Under steel resistance   I was torn out like pages   From the book of existence      I woke up in a strange place   Music so loud that I spilled all my beer   I made a call from my blackened cab   Some destination was moving on in      And I remember words that you told me   Now they come down so hard, so plain   Fate is gonna find your love   In a glass of champagne      Love came calling   As a counterfeit mistress   Stealing from the pockets   Of a sadomasochist      And she's mouthing for this place   Like a tongue on crystal myth   Her cigarette smell   Like the fear inside my chest      And I woke up in a strange place   My mind a blur and some red on my chin   I made a ride in that blackened cab   Some destination was moving on in      Easy now, this car is speeding up   For my last chance crashing to freedom   Fate is gonna find your love   In a glass of champagne      Sweat pours down   You're in the back seat sleeping   And she waits by the window   From my empty bed weeping      And the ghost guns the motor   To the promised land he promised you   I guess this is the time   When my best intentions become accidents      Well, this is my story for the dislocated   You're gonna love, but it turned to be hated   Because the lies of the spirit possessed her   Because the eyes of your lover resist you      Listen up, you keep your aim steady   As your temple turns to kiss the pistol   Fate is gonna find your love   In a glass of champagne      {Thank you}