I've been thinking that I've Been thinking too much Creating these ghosts From the everyday Feeling every little thing And yeah still ashamed of my age But I guess that's my fault ‘Spose that's my fault Wasting time Spinning the wheel Making this weight mine Soon I'll find Everything that I would need Is inside Peeling Away at the skin I see things so clearly now I'm seeing right through To the marrow See warm blood but shaky bones Same Fear of dying alone [pre Chorus] [Chorus]