Ghost, you haunt these halls in my head. I still feel you everywhere I go

Hold on to what we've got and when the walls come caving in , grab my hand and pull me out of there. Cause' I can't do this on my own

Along the way we stumbled across remains of a time when we were young and careless. We are a graveyard where we buried who we were before we ever really knew what life was

Hold on to what we've got...

Beneath our feet lie all our broken dreams. An apparition of the passion we cast aside for life. A hollowed ground now conquered by each step. I've got a really crazy feeling we'll be just fine

So bury me in six feet of passion and persistence

Cause' giving in to ghost just doesn't seem like living, does it?

You're a monster!

No that isn't who I am, I swear it

Then where's your heart sir?

Well I haven't felt alive in years, so maybe you're right

Ghost you haunt these halls in my head