Testo The Choice

What used to feel important
Doesn't feel so special anymore
I've been taking my time
Trying to figure out where I went wrong

Late nights just thinking of home
Four walls that I don't even know
And I'm left aching for something I thought I chose Something I thought I chose

Something I thought I chose

Something I thought I chose

Something I thought I chose

Turns out I let you go
I've been chasing my own ghost

Something I thought I chose
Turns out I let you go
I've been chasing my own ghost
I've been chasing my own ghost

It's like a pressure over my chest
Don't know how to sleep when I'm alone
Wish that I could pretend
Time has got a hand that I can hold

Late nights just thinking of home
Four walls that I don't even know
And I'm left aching for something I thought I chose
Something I thought I chose

Something I thought I chose

Something I thought I chose

Something I thought I chose

Turns out I let you go
I've been chasing my own ghost

Something I thought I chose
Turns out I let you go
I've been chasing my own ghost

I've been chasing my own ghost

Something I thought I chose
Turns out I let you go
I've been chasing my own ghost