Do you feel like you're never alone? Does a ghost seem to follow you home and do you wash away your regrets and do you punish yourself for the "whys" and "what ifs" all the time when you can't change a thing about it?
Your presence is killing me Is it just another alibi to fill the spaces which were meant to be for those times that I need you the most? I contemplate and I lay here endlessly still looking for some clues in the dark just to stave off my reality I can't help feeling your ghost
I wonder if this is as good as it gets and pondering when and if closure begins We pay our respects and expect to move on but some things in our life never come easy, if ever I saw the light leaving your eyes
Your presence is killing me Is it just another alibi to fill the spaces which were meant to be for those times that I need you the most? I contemplate and I lay here endlessly still looking for some clues in the dark just to stave off my reality I can't help feeling your ghost