Hard to Define

I feel indifferent to the ghosts outside my door
So inconsiderate for them to knock much more
And I feel dissonant knowing that they must feel unwell
Hey better luck being here than ending up in hell

Sight unseen
Sight and sound
What do you mean
What have you found

Hard to define
It's real, it's real
Time slips sometimes
Good deal, good deal

Give up
Go down
Don't give up
Ghost town
Did you know
Or did you outgrow
Did you know
What I know

Hard to define
It's real, it's real
Time slips sometimes
Good deal, good deal



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Upchurch
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