Ghosty Songtext
von TOLEDO

Losin′ my temper again, is it part of me?
Kickin' and slammin′ the door, always arguin'
Makin' amends with old friends sounds exhaustin′
I′m on a high horse and I can't get off of it


Silencin′ calls from my dad when my mom's
In a hospital bed across state lines in Boston
I sit on my hands, self-assured and absolved
And I don′t have to carry that weight

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

I don't think about things that I′d rather not think about
Cover my ears with my fingers and drown it out
That's what I did as a kid and it helped me out
I'll see him again, there′s a ghost in the attic now