I’m a ghost
I’m a blackhole
I’m a red light
I’m a coward tonight.
I’m those fingers stuck in your throat
Please take me
Please take me away
I can’t stay in this place.

It’s so good to be back
It’s so good to be back on soil
It’s so good to have friends, like these.
It’s so good to be back
It’s so good to be back on soil
It’s so good to have friends, like these.

And now, the weight’s lifted
I’m free of that straight jacket
that I’ve lived in, for far too long,
I’m moving on.

It’s so good to be back
It’s so good to be back on soil
It’s so good to have friends, like these.
It’s so good to be back
It’s so good to be back on soil
It’s so good to have friends, like these.

The pain’s gone now and somehow [bad word] out of [bad word] that I was laying in, just staying in
on my own, alone
and I’ve felt gaps in the past
but now I chase the space in front of me.
I can’t go back to no man’s land
with friends [bad word] 
It’s gone now, somehow [bad word] out of [bad word] that I was rotting in,
forgetting how I’d gotten in.
And I’ve felt gaps in the past
but now my days are filled with plans
I can’t go back to no man’s land
I won’t go back to no man’s land.

It’s so good to be back
It’s so good to be back on soil
It’s so good to have friends, like these.
It’s so good to be back
It’s so good to be back on soil
It’s so good to have friends, like these.