Going Ghost

(альбом: From The Mud - 2022)

Don't be scared, I'm barely there

I'm going ghost
First you see me, then you don't
I'm going ghost
Now you see me, now you don't
I'm going ghost
(Going ghost, going ghost)
I'm going ghost
(Going ghost, going ghost)

I'm dead, day of the dead
Living in the rhythm and the pages I've bled
Never fiction in the verses I've said
Submerged in the versions all in my head
All I wanted was to live, can I please live?
In the songs that I'd give
Every ounce of the shell to find the balance
And the devil in the details
And the angels, that held
Me together when the skin melt
Out poured out of self
Experiences in denial
This isn't a song, it's an X-File

Don't be scared, I'm barely there

I'm going ghost
First you see me, then you don't
I'm going ghost
Now you see me, now you don't
I'm going ghost
(Going ghost, going ghost)
I'm going ghost
(Going ghost, going ghost)

Fuck you bitch and your feedback
Falling to my knees
Trust a king never needs that
Trapped in my own disease
Drowning in my sorrows, not promised tomorrow
Time is only borrowed, head and heart are hollow
Never thought you'd do me like that
Do me like that, do me like that
Clever how you forgot me that fast
Forgot me that fast, forgot me that fast
Fuck you bitch and your feedback
Falling to my knees
Trust a king never needs that
Trapped in my own disease

Don't be scared, I'm barely there

I'm going ghost
First you see me, then you don't
I'm going ghost
Now you see me, now you don't
I'm going ghost
(Going ghost, going ghost)
I'm going ghost
(Going ghost, going ghost)

A rose that grows from the tears on a grave
A rose that grows from the tears on a grave
A rose that grows from the tears on a grave
A rose that grows from the tears on a grave