I was a ghost, before, you came
And I was a slave, but then, I changed
And I will take, the good, and bad, from many
I am a slave, to this, again
So leave me alone, before, the strain, of listening to you
Comes more, than you can bear
But maybe this time, we will, be fine
I feel you calling me when when im alone
I feel you calling me its keeping me up
There was a false, I swear, a thought to take me out
There was a chance, that we, could go, so far (the look in your eyes)
And know, you say, no one, no one, no more
Could better survive, in this life
I feel you calling me when when im alone
I feel you calling me its keeping me up