Phantoms

Phantoms in the night Ringing in their ears Wander round the site They've been lost for years Barefoot in the grass Soaking from the dew Barren eyes for slats Staring right through you But I really can't blame em I've never felt sicker Now I really can't blame em Cause I threw up by the river And all this wasted talent Has got me feeling down All this wasted talent Has got me feeling down And they’re burned on out Like Icarus And their friends all hope They don't mix that shit They got Mac Miller t’s Cause they miss their kid Rest in peace white t’s Spray painted big But I really can't blame em I've never felt sicker Now I really can't blame em Cause I threw up by the river And all this wasted talent Has got me feeling down All this wasted talent Has got me feeling down Phantoms in the night Ringing in their ears Wander round the site They've been lost for years When will they come back Some just never do No ones got a map For the things they get into And I really can't blame em Really can't blame em I really can't blame em Really can't blame em Cause all this wasted talent Has got me feeling down All this wasted talent Has got me feeling down