I don't know where I should be, been low so long tired of climbing
I've gone too far to turn around, I've run so long, I feel run down
I'm nothing but a ghost
I'm trying not to fade away
I scream without a sound
A whisper from a yesterday
A bitter man's philosophy, he hides away in make believe
The things he thinks will never be
Potential they could never see
He drains his heart through arteries
He's nothing but a ghost, he's trying not to fade away
He screams without a sound, a whisper from a yesterday