كلمات I’m Not Your Ghosts

I'm not the one to fear Though your eyes tell me different My intentions were clear But you made me out to be your villain Like I've got daggers for teeth, protrude insects when I bleed When in reality, I'm only what you make me Make me, make me out to be The end of your rope, the end of your wits You catch me red-handed Even if they I'm not the ghost in your closet Or the dark under your bed You seem to have forgotten Of the one who hasn't left (What's the purpose?) What's the purpose of the violence? The wars that we have From beginning to end I'm a different man See the foundation of our house, oh, it's starting to mold Strip away the filth You see, when I speak the truth It's not the truth that you think (think, think) Do you think? By everything that you think I'll just be a memory I'm not your ghosts I'm not your ghosts Your mirage is not my