My mentality defines my reality
Look, another startled thought making an inquiry
It could be right, you know
This demon that floats from host to host it's been telling me that I need to ghost
What do you want
Oh God, my heart, it stops and starts
Getting sick off these mood swings, mentally dark
I sit and watch it light up until again it is dark
Ghost
Ghost
My depression, no, wait, emotional recession
Suppression has never fixed my transgressions
Have you tried mental oppression
Here's the syringe, needle, bottle filled with regression
Why do these thoughts keep bringing me questions
Give me that sedative, I need the injection
Isolate your mind, let me put it in your veins
Phone's on hold, blood runs cold, atlas with the heavy load
Ghost
Ghost
The judge, jury, executioner that I house
I've made them all rooms and I guess they reside in
Serving my rules, makes me look like a tyrant
If you aren't in, you're out, no matter how vital
This time it was I who was put under trial
This time it was I who was judged, exiled
Quit texting me, I don't want to lie
Better just hide my life in the dark, backslide
Ghost
Ghost
Why does the past always come back and aggravate
Though I've tried so hard to move on and to acclimate
A single thought or memory it hits like a heavy weight
I try to push away my old self, alienate
I can't be my old self no matter how hard I concentrate
I was not given the choice but forced to amputate
The words given to explain did nothing to compensate
My mind burned down all of the things that I used to decorate
I was forced to incubate, I was forced to germinate
I took the days to recreate, replicate, duplicate
To make a stable mental state, to make the sorrow dissipate
I hesitate, to make a fate, I want to float and automate
I have a deviance I didn't have before
My thoughts are tedious, I think I'll go to war
But in my experience, I'll never know for sure
If my disobedience is what I'm ghosting for