Unholy Ghost
Chasing the tail of the phanton
Chasing the high you imagine
You're no more than an unholy ghost
Lying to myself in this bed alone
Because if you were not my sun
Why does your gravity still pull me in so close
So here we are I'm still on the phone
Listen to the rhythm of the dial tone
It's the middle of May
Why does this wind still blow so cold
The light that never dies
Is burning me alive
Memories echo off my walls
Your body etched into my thoughts
And only death could take you up out of my head again
I'm still out of my head, still out of my head
Chasing the tail of the phantom
Chasing the high you imagine
Embracing strangers and randoms
Chasing the high you imagine
So here we are, I'm still on the phone
Disconnected is the rhythm of the dial tone
December came too quick
This wind is still so cold
The light that never dies
Is burning me alive
Memories echo off my walls
Your body etched into my thoughts
And only death could take you up out of my head again
I'm still out of my head, still out of my head
Chasing the tail of the phantom
Chasing the high you imagine
Embracing strangers and randoms
Chasing the high you imagine
Memories echo off my walls
Your body etched into my thoughts
And only death could take you up out of my head again
I'm still out of my head, still out of my head
Chasing the high you imagine
You're no more than an unholy ghost
Lying to myself in this bed alone
Because if you were not my sun
Why does your gravity still pull me in so close
So here we are I'm still on the phone
Listen to the rhythm of the dial tone
It's the middle of May
Why does this wind still blow so cold
The light that never dies
Is burning me alive
Memories echo off my walls
Your body etched into my thoughts
And only death could take you up out of my head again
I'm still out of my head, still out of my head
Chasing the tail of the phantom
Chasing the high you imagine
Embracing strangers and randoms
Chasing the high you imagine
So here we are, I'm still on the phone
Disconnected is the rhythm of the dial tone
December came too quick
This wind is still so cold
The light that never dies
Is burning me alive
Memories echo off my walls
Your body etched into my thoughts
And only death could take you up out of my head again
I'm still out of my head, still out of my head
Chasing the tail of the phantom
Chasing the high you imagine
Embracing strangers and randoms
Chasing the high you imagine
Memories echo off my walls
Your body etched into my thoughts
And only death could take you up out of my head again
I'm still out of my head, still out of my head
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Writer(s): Bryce Lokken
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