There's more inside you that you won't show But you keep it hidden just like everyone You're scared to show you careit'll make you vulnerable So you wear that ghost
Why are you frightened can't you see that it's you That ain't no ghost it's a reflection of you Why do you turn away an' keep it out of sight Oh don
Why are you frightened Can't you see that it's you? That ain't no ghost It's a reflection of you Why do you turn away An' keep it out of sight? Oh, don
Traduzione: Jam. Ghosts.
focused on efficiency it ?s the path of isolation that binds our eyes to a numb sympathy 24 hours 365 days possessed by the cash crop indifference becomes
How much were you paid And was it worth your wage? To drop that bomb today and Did you really think about the hole That it would make And how many lives
so, i think i know what I'll be doing today. passing thoughts of exercise while i laugh in the face of good health. stakes get raised, harder to wake
every pain I am denying Every lie I'm justifying, is like a ghost inside of me Like a ghost inside of me Like a ghost inside of me Like a ghost inside
The stars were bright before we got here but our choices sent them into the darkness before we know it, they will be reunited and looking for revenge
Found a way to rid myself clean of pain And the fever that's been haunting me Has gone away Looking through my window I seem to recognize All the people
The mind is grey,... like the city Packing in and overgrown Love is deep,... dig it out Standing in a hole alone Working for something,.. that we can
a carpet of diamond Across a cash crop car lot filled with twilight Coupe Devilles, Leaving the town in a-keeping Of the one who is sweeping Up the ghost
We've all got a past And these ghosts are holding us back I listened to your message over and over again I thought about how I let you down I thought
[Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Johnny Lee Middleton, Paul O'Neill] [Recorded live at Spectrum Coliseum-Philadelphia-1988] Behind the wheel
Jam that needle in your vein, Blood is in my sink again, Well I don't wanna know what you had to do, To score the skag that's killing you You're dead
