Ghost

Coheed & Cambria

I fuss and fight my curiosity
With welcome hums and fragment fingers, twitched anxiety
Here it comes a clean slate, picture perfect no mistakes
How am I to keep from blemishing this masterpiece
How am I to know

How am I to know

As a boy I watched the world through broken eyes
Give into me by men, his wife, and all they had disguised
Uncertainty now keeps me asking how I lead the lost
As they became, or will I teach the examples of their ghost

Freeing me
From this body
I just wanna, wanna be on the outside
Looking in

Freeing me
From this body
I just wanna, wanna be on the outside
Looking in

Freeing me
Freeing me