I died, I died in the year 2002
Sorry my love, that I keep haunting you
sorry but it's all I can do
sorry but it's all i can do

It was july, it was july when they buried me
it was july when they laid me down to sleep
I know that you wept for me
I know that you wept for me

they put me down, they put me down
into the earth and they covered me with dirt
some people say being dead is painless and peaceful
but let me tell you, dear, it hurts
it hurts, it hurts, it hurts

I dug my way up, I dug my way up
from the grave that very day I followed you home,
I didn't want to be alone
and now in your shadows I will stay
and now in your shadows I'll stay

You were so sweet, so sweet to me
I'll always love your memory
and I won't hold it against you,
I swear I don't mind that you killed me
I don't mind that you killed me

and I don't want to go to heaven
and I don't want to go to hell
I don't want to go anywhere
I don't want to go anywhere

and I don't want to go to heaven
and I don't want to go to hell
if you are not gonna be there
if you're not gonna be there

I'm a ghost, I'm a ghost without substance,
without form but I'll haunt you
backwards through your life
until the day that you were born
til the day that you were born

I dreamt that a filthy mouse
Somehow climbed into my mouth
As I tried to pry it out by its tail
And somehow in this dream
I ended up chewing this filthy thing
That got stuck on my teeth like toffee
How disgusting
How disgusting

So I sat down to write by a window
That looked over this beautiful sunset
And every time I wrote a word
A crack in the glass would appear
I grew so frustrated that I thought
**** it I'll write anyway
My mistake
The window broke
And I got ****** into this deep dark hole
Of nothingness
of nothing
With the taste of the rotting mouse in my mouth
With the words flowing out all around
The things I couldn't say
The things I couldn't write

Conscience, consuming.
My stomach has turned inside
and in on itself.

My eyes have rotted
and reduced to such lifeless,
stationary orbs.

Today is the day,
I ***** my weaknesses
to teach myself strength.

In my corner
In my head
There is this voice
This guiding force
This inner knowing
That leads me through the storm
There is this sense that I have
That things are going to get better
I don't know how
I don't know why
I just know that things have to start getting better
Before they start getting much worst
And there is this overall feeling
That life is moving
Where things are headed
I can't quite say
The only thing I can say
Is that as long as life is moving
Continuing to move forward
Then things are how they are supposed to be
Its when things are stagnant
And static
When you have to start worrying

im trapped in this state of mind,
a state that i can not feel the way i wish,
there is only one true person to tell us who to be,
that person is not you,
and is not me....
that person is sacred,
found only in your head,
now dont hold back,
dont waste time,
join my sacred state of mind <3