Sleepless nights start an inner war When the worst of me simply can't concede That I am stuck in superstition 'Cause the things I've known never turn out so
So I'll try and let go Of all of the wicked things The haunting melody A song of spirits passed on The notes of a strained refrain That never seems to find it's way
So I'll give in and live life the way that I have always been The ghosts still wailing at the door begging to be let in
I'll try and let go Of all of the wicked things The haunting melody A song of spirits passed on The notes of a strained refrain It never seems to find it's way
Something says that I will be alright If the best in me won't admit defeat.