Self Portrait

This is what your life has become

An empty shell of what once was

Haunted by the memories of a ghost that once called it home

White dust and chemicals make life less unbearable

Empty beds, endless nights

Creeping in, slipping by

They always fucking knew but never let it show

It was too hard to face the truth inside these walls

Hallowed halls

Vacant when I'm looking in

I'm locked outside

I'll fade with these streets tonight

Hallowed halls

Vacant when I'm looking in

I'm locked outside

I'll fade with the last light

Start again far away from here

Underneath a new sky where nothing looks the same

As the tide retreats

The stones shift under my feet

A slow walk up our old street

Up to the house where they're all waiting for me

Every room is full

Every room is haunted

(I can't fucking take it)

This place is fucking possessed

Constantly clawing at my chest

Clawing at my chest

Clawing at my chest