Testo Fear Of Ghosts

Like a feeling that I'm down
Down inside my heart
Like I'm looking out through
Splitting blood red
Windows in my heart

From a higher up than heaven
And a harder down than stone Shake the fear that always clawing
Pulls me clawing down alone

As I spitting splitting blood red
Breaking windows in my heart
And the past is taunting
Fear of ghosts
Is forcing me apart

And the further I get
From the things that I care about
The less I care about
How much further away I get

And the further I get From the things that I care about
The less I care about
How much further away I get

I am lost again
With everything gone
And more alone
Than I have ever been
I expect you to understand
To feel it too
But I know that even if you will
You cannot ever help me
Nor can I
Ever help you