The truth distracted by belief (Distracted by what you're supposed to be) The fear consumes your mind Your heart no longer breathes I am not your price to pay I am a ghost before I'm your slave A stitch in the wound That won't go away Still I remain Your thoughts influenced by your speech (Distracted by what you're supposed to be) So far from who you are So desperate, so unique I am not your price to pay I am a ghost before I'm your slave A stitch in the wound That won't go away Still I remain Found when life has lost its way I'm your second chance to escape A stitch in the wound That won't go away Still I remain We're judged by all that makes us real Then left to search for life Except the one we feel we feel, the one we feel the one we feel I am not your price to pay I am a ghost before I'm your slave A stitch in the wound That won't go away Still I remain Found when life has lost its way I'm your second chance to escape A stitch in the wound That won't go away Still I remain