Your Ghost-The New Amsterdams

Your ghost is haunting the alleyways Pacing the tracks where you tread Seeking the solace of sleep Maybe you don't know you're dead Witness the worst of your history Only to chase it again Discreet but curiously Repeating the act in the end Lonely and grieving will your god take me too This won't be the memory I will carry of you I watch the sea, you lied to me I will wait but the day never comes Tempt me to change things Because I've got the will and the blade But my sins have cursed me So I wander the rest of my days Lonely and grieving will your god take me too This won't be the memory I will carry of you I believed it killed me It's too late for the truth I watch the sea, you lied to me I will wait but the day never comes Your ghost is haunting the alleyways Maybe you don't know you're dead