Ghost کے بول

The hands of the clock Walk in circles Life stands still Have you ever felt so hollow, so empty Living against your will Time was never something I imagined I'd see Now I watch it everyday Slip away from me There is a ghost Within my mind And shadows live In the corners of my eyes Tell me of your first memory Does it make you happy Or bring agony I did what I could to forget what I can Now the problem is I don't know who I am Sickness spreads I want more Precious poison I adore Erase me Incomplete My eyes Rolling over white I think I've been dead My entire life Once I waited for the end Now I want to begin again From darkness Beauty grows Dying roses Painted gold Warm words from cold souls Reaching for hands you will never hold