Ghosts

I took a trip to quiet my mind
Head in my hands
Tears in my eyes

'Cause I can't take another night of this
I'm just so sick and tired of this
Got nothing left to lose so I'll try

I know, I know
It's scary
To feel, to feel
So empty
I know, I know
It's scary

But the only way to get rid of your ghosts is to meet them
To meet them
But the only way to get rid of your ghosts is to see them
To meet them

Ah, ah
Ah
Ah, ah
Ah

I took a sip to open my mind
And wondered where the fuck am I?
I shook their hands and they went right through me
Said tell me straight up, don't lie to me
It's time to face the tears I've cried

I know, I know
It's scary
To feel, to feel
So empty
I know, I know
It's scary

But the only way to get rid of your ghosts is to meet them
To meet them
But the only way to get rid of your ghosts is to see them
To meet them

Ah, meet them, ah, meet them
Ah
Ah, ah
Ah



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Mandeville V. Rogers, Joe Robinson
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