No Ghosts For Tomorrow

Цыганщина, блядь! There are so many ways to f*ck everything up A persecutor, rescuer, a victim that won't stop It all had me stuck in a triangular loop Until I figured a way out and flew the coop Spoiler alert! I tried to be good Self-esteem problems not understood There's nothing a girl like me wouldn't have done To get the right guy and a place in the sun It's nicer to label something passion and love But sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof A spade is a spade, what could go wrong went wrong Doesn't matter what I call it, what has been done is done Toxic shame and guilt never end well Shitty outcomes lead to an elaborate hell The consequences suck and then there's the collateral Damage lost in victimhood, blame the supernatural So in the end nothing's left but empty shadows Past vicious cycles dissolved in pointless drama So much for casual free love aficionados And yet I think I have loved, and that was for real There are so many ways to get lost in the chase Big cities, big dreams, and too little space To turn, to maneuver, to pursue, to outpace The elusive and bittersweet breeze on my face I've made the mistake of trying hard to fit in But freedom beckons the heart of the nomad within There was no point in running away from myself Pretending to be someone else, what a horrible death What did I love? The pain or the dream? The yearning or the places where I haven't been? Was I running away with no cause to run for? Does it hurt just a little bit or more than before? All the toxic shit never ends well Dependent and stuck is the definition of hell Tomorrow's a fight day, it's gonna be rough Without any freedom there is no love So in the end nothing's left but empty shadows Past vicious cycles dissolved in pointless drama So much for casual free love aficionados And yet I think I have loved, and that was for real My yesterday's gone, and done, and duly buried Deep in forgiveness where ghosts will not be ghosted Where my tomorrow will never have to worry Where my today can accept and love when it's healed You can't stop me (Get fucking lost!) I'm gonna break free from this (Now!) You can't stop me (Get outta my way) 'Cause I wanna live now (Now!) What did I love? The pain or the dream? The yearning or the places where I haven't been? Was I running away with no cause to run for? Does it hurt just a little bit or more than before? Looking for peace but preparing for war Love without freedom is dead and forlorn It dies in the darkness or never gets born If it is never fought for, it hurts so much more It hurts so much more So in the end nothing's left but empty shadows Past vicious cycles dissolved in pointless drama So much for casual free love aficionados And yet I think I have loved, and that was for real My yesterday's gone, and done, and duly buried Deep in forgiveness where ghosts will not be ghosted Where my tomorrow will never have to worry Where my today can accept and love when it's healed What did I love? What did I love? The pain or the dream? The pain, the pain What did I love? What did I love? When all the ghosts are gone, a new day will begin What did I love? What did I love? The pain or the dream? The dream, the dream What did I love? What did I love? When all the ghosts are gone, a new day will begin