I've got these metal mental chains
Holding me down by my wrists.
By my ankles, and throat.
All I can do is stare, watch.
Watching what happens next.
If anything happens at all.
All I can do is look, observe.
While my life burns to ash.
"So stubborn," I thought.
As tomorrow, I'll sleep in the dust
Of my old factory job.
Eviction notice on my door.
3 weeks pay due in 3 days.
No groceries, no gasoline.
Only addiction survives here.
The addiction of money.
For I have not enough
To keep myself alive.
Ghost in my Phone
Snapchat keeps reminding me
Of the photos and videos I recorded
Of the time we spent together.
And no matter how hard I try
Or how hard I cry
I just can't get you off my mind.
If only I was different long ago
Maybe we'd've made it through.
As long as my heart keeps beating
I'll always think of you.
Maybe it's because I'm lonely,
Perhaps it's where I live.
If loving you means nothing,
Why do I still persist?
There's a Ghost in my Phone
Reminding me of a different time.
And as I lose my shit,
You'll be sleeping fine.
And now I wonder why.
Why we had to fail.
But every day as I grow older
I become more thankful for this tale.
Without this pain I'd never grow,
Grow into a man.
You've been gone forever and I've been all alone.
That's helped me oh so dearly,
Figure out what's really important.
But it's still hard living with
This Ghost inside my phone.
Nothing exists behind Devil's door.
No worries, no pain. Nor chills to the core.
No hurt, no feelings, no ways to adore.
Because nothing exists behind Devil's door.
But, nothing exists behind Heaven's gate.
No glee, no joy, no happiness I'm afraid.
No paradise, no dreams. No changing your fate.
Because nothing exists behind Heaven's gate.