Less Transparent

Ghosted by the person who seemed the least dead out of all them Now my haunts are mine, as is my house Wanna diversify, wanna branch out Wanna walk thru a wall like you Was it hard to do Ghosted by the person who was less transparent than the lot of them My heart's a hoarder, my soul's a shut-in I'm just a boarder, I'm just a burden I wanna walk out of my life Since you did, and you're always right Ghosted by the person who seemed the least dead out of all them Out of all them