You are some kind of ghost and you stole my place
This knife stuck in my back is there to stay
Heaven knows that you are hidden from the world
You'll always try to walk away from these darker things
Your life, shattered and frail, is in this keep
Know that, chosen or not, your debt is steep
Heaven knows that you are hidden from the world
You'll always try to walk away from these darker things
Never mind my poison words. Never mind my twisted face
You'll move on from this world, claiming hate as your fate
I am a ghost drowning in this wake
My veins are cold in this sea of hate
Heaven knows that you are hidden from the world
You'll always try to walk away from these darker things