I’ve been, waiting, for this moment we’ve been takin (oh we’ve been takin)

I’ve been, contemplating, saving this conversation (woah)

I thought I saw a ghost, but I put my past away

Six feet under the ground, buried in its grave

I thought I saw a ghost, but I put my past away,

It dug out of the ground, and it’s right back in my face

I’m not someone, whose looking out for confrontation, but in this case, I’m honest in this situation

Between the lies, and all the cries, and all this hatred,

Life is what you make it,

Can’t stress enough to say it