This town has more ghost per square foot than I can remember And these ghosts are all waiting for me To give up and give in, realize I’m just like them Nor visible or audible, I’m miserable and alone
And as I roam these streets Lit only by the flashing lights meant to alert the weak That their angel has come to pass them on But I’m no angel I’m just a ghost
So let the sirens blare Cuz death is in the air This town’s a graveyard Of talent and broken dreams And all I ever see Is life in black and white I just wish I knew someone Who is grey like me
This town is home to many angels who are unlike me Who found their place, found their purpose or just stopped caring And year after year the fewer ghosts I see I gets me thinking that the only ghost is me
As I ride in this transport vessel For those about to be deceased I oh I try to save them But there’ll be no miracles from me.
Because I’m only here to bare witness To the end of all things And I won’t try to stop him Or try to save you Cuz my life means nothing this town has more ghost per square foot than I can remember And these ghosts are all waiting for me To give up and give in, realize I’m just like them But I’m not like them, no I’m not like them.