Haunting Ghosts by Through Distant Eyes Lyrics
For nearly eight years, I've been haunting a ghost
Like an addict on a heavy dose
Wandering shallow, without a goal
Go and rest now weary soul
When did I grow so old?
What has made me this cold?
I wish
I would have the guts to wash my souls clean
To wipe away all the useless dead skin, but
No: I run in circles on my own
Instead of preaching, I go prone
Could you stop my heart from bleeding?
Will you fail me once again?
Dreaming
Deceiving
A painful truth is waking
There is no
Hope
There's not a single grain of hope
Left in me
Stripped of passion
Pure obsession
It starts to feel like a lie
That I have nothing to repent
Cease this
Eliminate all those chances
I missed
Erase the irons around my wrists
There's not a single grain of hope
Left in me
Could you stop my heart from bleeding?
Will you fail me once again?
Dreaming
Deceiving
A painful truth is waking
There is no hope
Three years ago
I've made the mistake of waiting too long
Waiting for happiness to come
Now I wonder, was it all in vein?
Is there nothing more than pain?
Now that I'm old
I know what made me this cold
Like an addict on a heavy dose
Wandering shallow, without a goal
Go and rest now weary soul
When did I grow so old?
What has made me this cold?
I wish
I would have the guts to wash my souls clean
To wipe away all the useless dead skin, but
No: I run in circles on my own
Instead of preaching, I go prone
Could you stop my heart from bleeding?
Will you fail me once again?
Dreaming
Deceiving
A painful truth is waking
There is no
Hope
There's not a single grain of hope
Left in me
Stripped of passion
Pure obsession
It starts to feel like a lie
That I have nothing to repent
Cease this
Eliminate all those chances
I missed
Erase the irons around my wrists
There's not a single grain of hope
Left in me
Could you stop my heart from bleeding?
Will you fail me once again?
Dreaming
Deceiving
A painful truth is waking
There is no hope
Three years ago
I've made the mistake of waiting too long
Waiting for happiness to come
Now I wonder, was it all in vein?
Is there nothing more than pain?
Now that I'm old
I know what made me this cold