There’s a ghost she’s wearing my face
At parties, bein’ introduced with my name
Just a skeleton of bones
Wearing nothin’ but clothes
And she is paralyzing
The human soul is a treacherous place
Beneath the mask, we wear a dark and twisted labyrinth lace
Secrets often closed its close
Never surface while we keep composed
Come out of hiding
There’s a sound, its haunting my dreams
Like children laughing in the distance
And I don’t know what it means
Am I afraid to be alone?
That nobody will ever know
This death I’m dying?
There’s a heartbeat under my floor boards
Charging me guilty and I don’t know what for
There’s a black bird over my door
Singing ‘nevermore, nevermore, nevermore, nevermore’
