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Ghost In A Shell

My body a cardboard box
Can't take another flame of love
I'll burn up in flames, would that be a shock?
My soul can escape to retire above

Empty carcass of my soul
Broken parts and brittle bones
Nothing left to feel inside
Nothing that I feel inside
Sticks and stone may break my bones
But words can do no more
'Cause after all this hell
I'm just a ghost in a shell

Maybe I just need some help
Should I wanna get well, get well?
I don't feel unhealthy, don't feel myself
I'm fading away, it's my personal hell

Empty carcass of my soul
Broken parts and brittle bones
Nothing left to feel inside
Nothing that I feel inside
Sticks and stone may break my bones
But words can do no more
'Cause after all this hell
I'm just a ghost in a shell

What's the cure? What's the way?
How can I escape this fate?
When happy hurts and joy departs
And I can't feel my beating heart
And what's to stop me just for fun
Walking in a four-way junction
And laying down just for a while
Laying down with half a smile
I dream of it when I'm in bed
I dream of traffic in my head
Quick escape, a mercy play
But I know that this is not my way
Tomorrow is another day
Someday the pain will fade away
Give this ghost a spirit
And I will always wear it
With half a smile on my face
So yeah, I fell from grace
But when you hit rock bottom
The only way is up.
The only way is up.
The only way.
Is up.
Written by Johnny_Silver (Johnny Silver)
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Author's Note
Written by Johnny Silver on September 18th, 2024
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