It's not right to go outside when you are sad. So many ghosts are trying to fill the void inside my head

When the rain bites the skin
I feel the Rainy morning dysphoria
when every raindrop brings
The smell of (the) Rainy morning dysphoria
The time when ghosts of the past talk to me
Rainy morning dysphoria
Leave me alone

It's not wrong to be alone when you are sad. But what to do with memories inside my head?

When the rain bites the skin
I feel the Rainy morning dysphoria
when every raindrop brings
The smell of (the) Rainy morning dysphoria
The time when ghosts of the past talk to me
Rainy morning dysphoria
Leave me alone

Ghosts of the past don't talk to me talk to me
Ghosts of the past they talk to me talk to me

When the rain bites the skin
I feel the Rainy morning dysphoria
when every raindrop brings
The smell of (the) Rainy morning dysphoria
The time when ghosts of the past talk to me
Rainy morning dysphoria
Leave me alone