I'm sorry that
so sorry that
you took offense.
The future years,
our future years
just wasted dreams.
Well is this it,
A rut, a pit
an abysmal bit of life
will the sun rise
up in the skies
just to shortly return.
Oh living ghost,
I'll miss you most
I'll miss you most,
my ghost. (x2)
Out on the roof
is that just you?
my other self.
and father asks
what was our past?
was it all a waste of time?
Dont walk too fast
on broken gla**
it's cutting up your feet.
Quit holding up
an empty cup
fill it up with something else.
Oh living ghost,
I'll miss you most,
I'll miss you most,
My ghost (x2)
Oh living ghost,
I'll miss you most,
I'll miss you most
my ghost (x2)