Deaf Havana

Like a Ghost


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I, I can't speak
'Cause I've been deep inside this bottle now for weeks
And it's hard to sleep, but all my days feel like they're slipping out of reach

I used to be so filled with fire
But over the years I see, they've beaten it out of me
Now all I seem to be is tired
'Cause living is killing me, I'm not who I used to be

Lately I've been living like a ghost inside my house
Everything I touch is just crashing down
And all the words I try to say get stuck inside my mouth
I can't find a way to punch them out

I used to be so filled with fire
But over the years I see they've beaten it out of me
Now all I seem to be is tired
'Cause living is killing me, I'm not who I used to be

Ooh and it's killing me
I'm not who I used to be
I used to be so filled with fire

I used to be so filled with fire
But over the years I see they've beaten it out of me
Now all I seem to be is tired
'Cause living is killing me, I'm not who I used to be


Writer/s: Maxwell Britton, Adam Noble, Thomas Ogden, James Veck-Gilodi, Matthew Veck-Gilodi, Lee Wilson