Paroles de Ghost

My hands, feeling worn and real tired But I can't make it, I can't trace it Painting pictures to configure Our hearts stop beating for a second And you can't fix me, you can't save me Painting pictures to remember That I'm a ghost To your noise And I can't pick up the clothes That you left on the floor, it's a mess This time I'll learn to live without you, in design And this time I'll reminisce the old you After all I've tried to Find it easier to clear my mind, but lately Seems like I'm nothing more than see-through (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) These hands, feeling worn and real tired I can't create it if I fake it Painting pictures of the skies that were red When I thought I was dead Am I feeling more alive now? Or is this just from the come down? Yeah, I'm a ghost To your noise And I can't pick up the clothes That you left on the floor, it's a mess This time I'll learn to live without you, in design And this time I'll reminisce the old you After all I've tried to Find it easier to clear my mind, but lately Seems like I'm nothing more than see-through I'll see it through Yeah, I'm a ghost To your noise And I can't pick up the clothes That you left on the floor This time I'll learn to live without you, in design And this time I'll reminisce the old you After all I've tried to Find it easier to clear my mind, but lately Seems like I'm nothing more than see-through I'll see it through