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Idolizing the unknown
Things, people, and places
Mind drifting, love-like thinking
Wanting what it doesn’t even know
Wanting to wander somewhere better
Chasing ghosts
Ghosts that can’t be touched, but felt
We create life-like scenarios,
At least I do, I do
Except my ghosts look for bones of lifeless love
Made them up for fun
So, I’m not alone
Left hearing screaming ghosts
By myself, shrieks of no hope
Of the holiest hopelessness
Hopeless screams,
I can’t see, I can’t breathe
But I can hear, I can hear
Those ghosts
They’re chasing me, chasing me
And now I regret it
Because I’d rather be alone
I’d rather be alone
Hello,
Can somebody help me?
I can’t see, I can’t breathe
I can’t even eat
It feels like a broken nose
Never healing, I can’t stop bleeding
Break these ghosts
I won’t chase these ghosts
Break these ghosts
Break them and leave them buried
I know, I know
Does anybody care?
Feels like they don’t, they don’t
But everybody has their own
Ghosts in there
Buried somewhere, somewhere
Ghosts lost somewhere
Somewhere mine are screaming in there
Head in a haunted house
Distorted mirrors and I can’t get out
Scaring me to screams
I can’t leave
Burying me in screams and I can’t leave
I can’t even fucking breathe
You know, you know
I want to be alone
Please leave me alone
Screaming, screaming ghosts
Hope, hopeless
But I’m hoping one day I can see
Hoping to breathe
Help me breathe, I’m screaming
Hopeless screams,
I can’t see, I can’t breathe
But I can hear, I can hear
Those ghosts
They’re chasing me, chasing me
And now I regret it
Because I’d rather be alone
I’d rather be alone
Hello,
Can somebody help me?
I can’t see, I can’t breathe
I can’t even eat
It feels like a broken nose
Never healing, I can’t stop bleeding
Break these ghosts
I won’t chase these ghosts
Break these ghosts
Break them and leave them buried
I know, I know
Does anybody care?
Feels like they don’t, they don’t
But everybody has their own
Ghosts in there
Buried somewhere, somewhere
Ghosts lost somewhere
Somewhere mine are screaming in there
© Erika Poling 2020