I am so tired, I am so freak;
I feel so restless, oh when so selfless;
I am so lost; don’t call me a ghost;
I feel so right, when its aint so bright.
Its aint just a feeling, I was so fine,
I aint this creeping, then time was mine;
I am so lost; don’t call me a ghost;
I feel so right, when its aint so bright.
I am asleep, six feet under
I see no clouds, no thunder;
I am so lost; don’t call me a ghost;
I feel so right, when its aint so bright
I am alone, I wasn’t then
I foresee no future, since six feet under;
I am so lost; don’t call me a ghost;
I feel so right, when its aint so bright
