He walks with a fire in his eyes
And acquires certain taste
I'm growing older with age
Turns out I'm ready to leave
But a part of me will stay
Always yours
It’s a shame how now we get along
When I'm already gone
I'm the haunting ghost
I'm the old familiar feeling
That you get when you are all alone
[pray He lets me stay]
When the walls seem ever so respiratory
I'm telling stories to keep you at peace
The mother of this skin I own is alone
This phantom tomb
This empty womb
My sempiternal attitude towards you
Smiles from the attic
And sneers from the basement
[I’m lost]
The tone is placebo
No room for us here
For replacement
Counteract
We connect
With the flickering of lights
The overwhelming subtle sounds
Heard throughout the night
I'm the haunting ghost
I think we both know
I’m better off on my own
I’m growing older with age
Turns out that I'm the poison
You found lying down
Without the antidote to keep me close
So wipe your bloodshot eyes
This world clipped my wings
So you gave me yours to fly
The youngest son is raised
He walks with a fire in his eyes
And acquires certain taste
But a part of me will stay
The youngest son is raised He walks with a fire in his eyes And acquires certain taste I'm growing older with age Turns out I'm ready to leave But a part of me will stay Always yours It’s a shame how now we get along When I'm already gone I'm the haunting ghost I'm the old familiar feeling That you get when you are all alone [pray He lets me stay] When the walls seem ever so respiratory I'm telling stories to keep you at peace The mother of this skin I own is alone This phantom tomb This empty womb My sempiternal attitude towards you Smiles from the attic And sneers from the basement [I’m lost] The tone is placebo No room for us here For replacement Counteract We connect With the flickering of lights The overwhelming subtle sounds Heard throughout the night I'm the haunting ghost I think we both know I’m better off on my own I’m growing older with age Turns out that I'm the poison You found lying down Without the antidote to keep me close So wipe your bloodshot eyes This world clipped my wings So you gave me yours to fly The youngest son is raised He walks with a fire in his eyes And acquires certain taste But a part of me will stay Explain Request ×
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