Ghostlike (Feat. Tyler Tate of Hollow Front)

I've never bled
More than I could offer but this is it
You find more comfort in attacking
My fading spirit
I’ll waste away in the end
I'd sell my soul if there was something left

I think there's nothing inside
I think there’s something to find
My abandoned ambitions

My abandoned ambitions will follow me down
With my barehands I dig deeper, darker holes
In the ground
In the dead of night
I can taste my life pass by
Every sunrise is so fucking familiar

It's getting hard
To fight the urge
When I submerge
Under this cold light
I'm torn apart
But I'd bleed more
If you need more
Until I'm ghostlike
Until I'm ghostlike
I could find a deeper place
In younger days I thought that I was
Meant for more than this
Since then I've hollowed out
I can't remember now
My eyes just shadows after
Every single cell breaksdown
Only alive on the outside

Just a ghost trapped on the inside
I’m alive, but you see right through me
Where my heart used to rest
There’s nothing left
Now I fight the urge to be this dead
On the outside

It's getting hard
To fight the urge
When I submerge
Under this cold light
I’m torn apart
But I'd bleed more
If you need more
Until I'm ghostlike
Until I'm ghostlike
I could find a deeper place
If I could only find a deeper place
Only alive the outside