Ghosts

Ghosts are coming after me
I can feel it itching on my skin
And as strange as it may seem
There's no reason now for fear
Ghosts are turning against me
I can see them now that we switched seats
Looking back on everything
Losing purpose, losing faith
I keep track of the torture
The long road to going away
Every moment of truth
In between every moment of pain
Ghosts are leading me to see
Every stain on the floor where they used to be
Looking back on everything
Losing purpose, losing faith
I keep track of the torture
The long road to going away
Every moment of truth
In between every moment of pain

I keep track of the torture
The long road to going away, yeah
Every moment of truth
In between every moment of pain
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Ghosts are coming after me
I can feel it itching on my skin



Credits
Writer(s): Omar Javier Delgado, Pablo Andres Contreras, Patrick A James, Thomas John Joss
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