Ghost Testo

Testo Ghost

The mind is grey like the city
Packing in and overgrown
Love is deep, dig it out
Standing in a hole alone
Working for something
That one can never hold
A place in the clouds
Good place to hide oh my, oh

So I'm flying (away, away)
Driving (away, away)
Finding hope in ways I missed before
I missed before

The tv, she talks to me
Breaking news and building walls
Selling me what I don't need
I never knew soap made you taller

So I'm riding (away, away)
Hiding (away, away)
So much talk it makes no sense at all
My senses have gone
E-wow, e-wow, e-wow, e-wow, e-wow

So I'm hiding (away, away)
Driving (away, away)
Passing new friends I won't know at all
Won't know at all
It doesn't hurt when I bleed
But my memories, they eat me
I've seen it all before
Bring it on, 'cause I'm no victim

Dying (away, away)
Dying (away, away)
Dying
Dying