LukeTan

Ghosts In The Flophouse

If I can forsake your time, a story I’ll relate
Of how I came to lose my bible base
The echoes of an empty house have got me burning sage
And clearing out the closets through the day

Train wrecks and suicides, so many ways that people die
Through the night I hear their cries for help to escape
Wails turn into warning signs, saying how you live is how you die
And you too might find you’re stuck in time with no one left to care
You too might find you’re stuck in time with no one left to care

When I wake the morning lights the make-up on my face
The remnants of another’s fall from grace
If I could regain my mind I’d go back from whence I came
And leave alone a soul that’s not my blame

O.D.’s and homicides, so many ways we have to die
Through the night I hear their cries for help to escape
Paper peels to warning signs, how you live is how you die
And you too might find you’re stuck in time with no one left to care
You too might find you’re stuck in time with no one left to care

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