Ghosts
Every now and then and time again, I feel anxiety ridden
It's taking over, it's taking over
But I know that time and time again that you'll be with me 'til the end
It's still a struggle, still a struggle
No where else to go
Let's stop pretending
No where to call home
Let's fix this ending
Can we move forward now or stay lost in the prison of our minds?
This moment will define our fate or break the cycle of our fucked up lives
These desperate times
Carry on, carry on, carry on for now, but I got these ghosts and they weigh me down
They weigh me down
So I smoke and I drink, and I smoke and I drink, I thin my blood 'til I can't think
It's getting old, it's getting old
No where left to go
Let's stop pretending
No where to call home
No where else to go
Can we move forward now or stay lost in the prison of our minds?
This moment will define our fate or break the cycle of our fucked up lives
These desperate times
I can see that we're moving, moving forward
One left, right, in front of the other
I can see clearly now we're moving, there's only one place to go
Can we move forward now or stay lost in the prison of our minds?
This moment will define our fate or break the cycle of our fucked up lives
This will be the last I forgive and forget, and turn the page on all of my regrets
A brighter future is the target I have set
The cross hairs on my sights are straight and true
The pistols pointed straight at you
It's taking over, it's taking over
But I know that time and time again that you'll be with me 'til the end
It's still a struggle, still a struggle
No where else to go
Let's stop pretending
No where to call home
Let's fix this ending
Can we move forward now or stay lost in the prison of our minds?
This moment will define our fate or break the cycle of our fucked up lives
These desperate times
Carry on, carry on, carry on for now, but I got these ghosts and they weigh me down
They weigh me down
So I smoke and I drink, and I smoke and I drink, I thin my blood 'til I can't think
It's getting old, it's getting old
No where left to go
Let's stop pretending
No where to call home
No where else to go
Can we move forward now or stay lost in the prison of our minds?
This moment will define our fate or break the cycle of our fucked up lives
These desperate times
I can see that we're moving, moving forward
One left, right, in front of the other
I can see clearly now we're moving, there's only one place to go
Can we move forward now or stay lost in the prison of our minds?
This moment will define our fate or break the cycle of our fucked up lives
This will be the last I forgive and forget, and turn the page on all of my regrets
A brighter future is the target I have set
The cross hairs on my sights are straight and true
The pistols pointed straight at you
Credits
Writer(s): Matt Price
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