Ghost

Ghost

 

Well, I can always laugh,

When your pulling a stunt

When your on the hunt

For blood

 

Your taking all they got now

Just when they need it the most

Think they’ve seen a ghost

Coming back from the dead

 

You cry for retribution

but the very next day

You try to make them all pay

For what?

 

I am in the middle of a whole new thought

If no one begs to differ

I’ll just wait it out

Waiting for a winner who’ll connect the dots

I dream on

 

Now we’re in the middle of the golden years

Waiting for the message and the way it clears

Catching every phrase while the words are gone

I hold on

 

Pretending to be royal

King without a crown

Slowly tumbling down

You’re a sucker for dust

 

Keeping all my wrong thoughts

Well at bay

Cause I’m planning to stay

Just a little bit longer,

Just a little bit, just a little

 

I am in the middle of a whole new thought

If no one begs to differ

I’ll just wait it out

Waiting for a winner who’ll connect the dots

I dream on

 

Now we’re in the middle of the golden years

Waiting for the message and the way it clears

Catching every phrase while the words are gone

I hold on

 

I am in the middle of the great cruisade

Looking at the winners and the way they play

If no one wants an answer then I’ll guess it’s done

I hold on

 

Now we’re in the middle of the golden years

Waiting for the message and the way it clears

Catching every phrase while the words are gone

I hold on