The Ghost

(álbum: Self Portraits Of Psychological Corruption - 2020)

My stomach is empty, it always is
I am so hungry for pure adrenaline
I feed on fear, you cannot see me
I am mechanical, I am roaming freely

I heard you say that you are haunted
I wish that I could say the same
I'm afraid that I'm the ghost here
And there is someone else to blame

If I were you, I would be fearful
It's so important not to trust
If you loved the way you wished to
All our gears would stop and turn to rust
What's the matter, don't you believe me
Is it really not plain to see?
You are oh so safe in the ocean
And I am your PTSD

I heard you say that you are haunted
I wish that I could say the same
I'm afraid that I'm the ghost here
And there is someone else to blame