Phantoms

Duration

5:10

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

There's a chance we'll never know, how to fly or how to float, but I will cling to life until I wake from all my haunting burdens. So what's the line between a dream and a lie? In this body, I am useless. What's the line between a dream and a lie? Close your eyes my time has come. So exposed at the seams, in denial for what it means. My bones shake, my eyes just beg for sleep. There's a ghost sleeping in my bed, she begs for a place to rest her weary head. But it's too late to help her now, it's too late to save her. The days are bad, the nights are worse. The phantoms come with chilling thirst. There's a chance we'll never know, how to fly or how to float, but I will cling to life until I wake from all my haunting burdens. So what's the line between a dream and a lie? In this body, I am useless. What's the line between a dream and a lie? Close your eyes my time has come. When dreaming gets tragic, there's nothing to mask it. No refuge, no excuses. Repair, restart. You're in control, just take control.