Chasing Ghosts
Brodka
GENRE I have wasted days
To know what's there
It comes to me
I have shed my hate
And still I fear what's yet to be
And I'm wondering how to leave no broken hearts
In the rage against my mind I'm not in charge
I've been chasing ghosts
And I suppose I shouldn't be
I've been spending life
But there's no time for history
And I'm wondering who's the one to passed the flame
Cause I ate all the fire
Now I'm shaking with shame
There's an opеn sea
Welling up in me
Wants mе to let go
I'll swim with the tide
Watch the days gone by
Wash up on the shore
And I wanted to
Hate it
Love it
Own it
And where were you
Shelving all my sins
Wish that you could take them all
Don't you dive in me
You'll fall so deep, an empty hole
I suppose I shouldn't be
I suppose
I shouldn't be
There's an open sea
Welling up in me
Wants me to let go
I'll swim with the tide
Watch the days gone by
Wash up on the shore
To know what's there
It comes to me
I have shed my hate
And still I fear what's yet to be
And I'm wondering how to leave no broken hearts
In the rage against my mind I'm not in charge
I've been chasing ghosts
And I suppose I shouldn't be
I've been spending life
But there's no time for history
And I'm wondering who's the one to passed the flame
Cause I ate all the fire
Now I'm shaking with shame
There's an opеn sea
Welling up in me
Wants mе to let go
I'll swim with the tide
Watch the days gone by
Wash up on the shore
And I wanted to
Hate it
Love it
Own it
And where were you
Shelving all my sins
Wish that you could take them all
Don't you dive in me
You'll fall so deep, an empty hole
I suppose I shouldn't be
I suppose
I shouldn't be
There's an open sea
Welling up in me
Wants me to let go
I'll swim with the tide
Watch the days gone by
Wash up on the shore
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