SCCR

It follows me where I go
Simple cynical circadian rhythm
Its claiming me as its host
From bed to my car
It carries way too far
Im in love with a ghost
Nameless shapeless erasing time
Feeling fleeting pressure fore the
Part the ghost I made into my enemy
I would sleep
But I cant dream
When will it end
Ever present past can put me
Down on the floor
I watch the ghosts as they claim their spectral form
It carries way too far
Im in love with a ghost
Nameless shapeless erasing time
Feeling fleeting pressure for the
Part the ghost I made in to my enemy
And I would sleep
But I can't dream
When will it end



Credits
Writer(s): Riley Hardt
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