Chasing Ghosts

It's 3am, and I'm headed for the trees again

Waking up the things I laid to rest

And I'm starting to think that my mind is a masochist

I wish that I could flip a switch

But every part of me is trembling

A quiet breeze is burning through by skin

And I'm running on nothing but air and adrenaline

Chasing ghosts, can't let go

Just keep digging up the bones

Shallow graves, keep me chained

To these shadows on my soul

Chasing ghosts

Insanity, you've been such a loyal friend to me

I love and hate the way you're comforting

Makes it's harder to leave when the poison's the remedy

Chasing ghosts, can't let go

Just keep digging up the bones

Shallow graves, keep me chained

To these shadows on my soul

Chasing ghosts

Breathless, exhausted

The hunters the haunted

But I'm not afraid of the dark

Breathless, exhausted

The hunters the haunted

But I'm not afraid of the dark

I wish I could part with

The dearly departed

But I haven't gotten that far

Chasing ghosts, can't let go

Just keep digging up the bones

Shallow graves, keep me chained

To these shadows on my soul

Chasing ghosts