So I guess I'm wiped out,
So I guess I'm wiped out,
This is so in-
There I go again, I'm not-

And go again,
So I guess that there's nothing wrong.
This is so in-
There I go again, I'm not...

This is where it [bad word] down,
I live my life in fear of things I,
Can't explain, I ve my fear-
I'm fine,
Don't encage-
Whoa, watch out for blood!

(?)
The sun blocks his way home
I could keep my life inside a shoebox,
Where it's a safe distance,
Away from these apparatuses.

I-
Wish-
I were a-
Ghost!
Wish-
I were a-
So I guess I'm wiped out,
So I guess I'm wiped out,
So I guess I'm wiped out,
So I guess I'm wiped-

This is where it [bad word] down,
I live my life in fear of things I,
Can't explain, I fear-
I'm fine,
Don't encage-
Whoa, watch out for blood!

This is where there's no happy ending afterwards.
And until the solar caps blocked out all sunlight,
The wind blows out, and he can't see the pain.
His voice can't be heard,
The windows, stained black, he's frightened, just like a child.
He's sealed from the world outside,
The sound of that voice killed him open-eyed.

If the sun, burnt my eyes,
Would I still see the good in me?
Don't break my heart
Would I still see the good-
Wish I were a-
I were a-
Ghost!
Wish-
I were a-
Ghost.