Ghosts

I see ghosts everywhere that I walk And, yes, they follow me to intervene when I'm feeling off It's an apology from God because I'm pissed that they're gone I guess they're not. But anyways, I can't call 'em just to talk I carry energy from every human being I lost I am a compilation walking of deposited souls A person made of perfect memories exhausted and lost I am emulsified and mixed with everything that I want What could you offer me, no comfort in a coffin seems so dissident to demonstrate religion is the odyssey My oddity is spacious every makeup of my ego is commodities The makeshift minuteman to fill in blanks of how I oughta be The artery is clotted, chest getting tighter Wanna give up, but since my birth my father said I'm a fighter The lights are dimming, and my fingertips feel like they're on fire It's kinda funny how a life ends on copy machine flyers Living in a constant competition When is it enough to stop and take a break from counting minutes? I just miss the way it was, but what it is ain't what I witnessed What I wanted was a moment. Memories are not sufficient And so I sit and talk to your ghost Until my echo is all that I know And so I sit and talk to your ghost Until my echo is all that I know People celebrating days of death to recollect their grief in honor of the people that had left It seems as if the start of equal opportunity is breath But every plot has a beginning wrote to lead you to the end In went liberties unlimited while a pen and paper is antiquated and history smiles Upon the rightful righteous writers leaving energy now The hand is shaking while writing all of your memories down. Smile As you look at time like Slaughterhouse Five The past and present can coexist in a part of your mind I let it live inside forever, so you never will die Learning to thrive without your presence, guess I'm ready to try Heavy in weight but not harder than stone I work awake disorder when I waste away all alone I made a sorta broken symphony with makeup and mold I wanna grow into your patience like you're taking me home Living in a constant competition When is it enough to stop and take a break from counting minutes? I just miss the way it was, but what it is ain't what I witnessed What I wanted was a moment. Memories are not sufficient And so I sit and talk to your ghost Until my echo is all that I know And so I sit and talk to your ghost Until my echo is all that I know You're not taking me You're nothin, not pump fake saving me I love it cuz my life ain't make believe Stomach bubbly at the thought of death ain't breaking me I live inside a memory I will never let you forget what you did to me Now distract your own identity I didn't do it, did I? You're the one who has invented me Identify identity I did it I identify identity I didn't die Identify identity I did it I identify identity I didn't die Identify identity I did it I identify identity I didn't die Identify identity I did it I identify identity I didn't die Identify identity I did it I didn't die I didn't die I love spaghetti