There's a name for this denial It's the golden age thinking Erroneous notion that A different time period would be better than the one The one we're residing in And I break and bend I'm a candle burning at both ends I feel like I'm losing my best friend
I've got some unfinished business to attend to I guess I'm doomed from the fallacies I put you through
What am I... am I a ghost? If you could see me now Stop your haunting, stop your taunting Just get to crossing over
There's so many shadows in this home It's so hard to pinpoint which ones are our own And I know I'm reaping what I've sewn Hexed from all the vacant chances that I've blown
What's lost cannot be found Careless and tired We kept our guards down Can I crawl into your head I want solace. No wait, I'm dead Angels fight saints for riches While I'm just playing for keepsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
