Hey, mister, go get all your feelings Yeah, they come from the factory Stay within no hither, turn the pages As they fall from the magazine Some people don't get it out of road With all your philosophies Time ain't a bottle spin, black and white For everyone in the world to see Your mind is far away I see your ghost, it haunts me So tired of the separation, [?] Yeah, they call in anxiety Take it to the heart, 'til you feel it grow And then you're back for my apathy You'd stand me if you could, baby I can tell me by the stares that you turn on me I love your mind, I'm far away I see your ghost it haunts me I love your mind, I'm far away I see your ghost it haunts me I love your mind, I'm far away I see your ghost it haunts me I will love your mind, I'm far away I see your ghost it haunts me It haunts me, it haunts me, it haunts me, it haunts me, it haunts me