That's not me who will take you outside of here You know, I was just staring at my shoeswhen the car bent me (?) Now I'm just scaring away my ghosts and you've got my back 'Cause I must get them to go before it was dark There was still some blood on my shirt when I find you here Speaking along between two walls But I picked nothing Now I'm just scaring away my ghosts and you've got my back 'Cause I must get them to go before it was dark