Ghost

Slowly fading to black
I can’t find who I was
The warmth is fading and I can’t feel my lungs
I’m feeling the slip in my grip and it’s out of control
How much further do I have to fall?

I’m not dreaming that I’m still breathing
(I’m not dreaming) that I’m nothing more than a ghost
Just a distant memory of the better part of me
And now it’s cold and left buried alive
Under heart felt lies just to stay afloat

Floating in a world painted black and white
Trapped in a room built out of spite and fear
I’ll lose this fucking fight
And stay a slave to this hopeless plight

So I’ll set this world on fire
‘Cause I’m leaving it all behind

Maybe all that’s left is a ghost fading into the night
It’s just a terrible host with a make-shift life

I’m still dreaming that I’m not breathing
I’m not dreaming that I’m still breathing
I’m still dreaming that I’m not breathing
I’m not dreaming that I’m still breathing
I’m still dreaming that I’m not breathing
I’m not dreaming that I’m still breathing
I’m still dreaming that I’m not breathing
I’m not dreaming that I’m still breathing
I’m still dreaming that I’m not breathing