No sign of my ghost
An empty space yea
Don't hit my phone up
Cause I'm still faded
It's been another f*cking weekend
Feeling jaded
Searching for my f*cking peace
But I'm still on the waitlist
Stay up all night Keeping tabs on my vibes
But I feel so damn numb
That I cannot get high
They just used me on some fake shit
I've gotten used to being wasted
All of the scars they've been painted
And tattoos they cover the pain
There were always these obvious signs that
I couldn't read between the lines yea
So I'm smoking and popping these pills til
I start feeling something inside
Showing im happy but I've been faking that shit
Never myself and I've been okay with that shit
Guess that I'm gonna be okay with being a ghost as long as I'm still masking
No sign of my ghost
An empty space yea
Don't hit my phone up
Cause I'm still faded
It's been another f*cking weekend
Feeling jaded
Searching for my f*cking peace
But I'm still on the waitlist
I've been stuck in the past
Take the present for granted
Lost my innocence when I was torn apart by all of my demons
They had a face multiple ways
Of sticking with me through the darkest of days just to make my f*cking soul afraid
Til they find another so I'd be replaced
I don't wanna f*cking lose no one
I don't wanna f*cking lose no more
So I'm holding the trauma holding the pain inviting my demons right into my grave
I'm thinking that I need a night light
Feeling like I need a new mind
F*ck everything
No sign of my ghost
An empty space yea
Don't hit my phone up
Cause I'm still faded
It's been another f*cking weekend
Feeling jaded
Searching for my f*cking peace
But I'm still on the waitlist
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English
No sign of my ghost
An empty space yea
Don't hit my phone up
Cause I'm still faded
It's been another f*cking weekend
Feeling jaded
Searching for my f*cking peace
But I'm still on the waitlist
Stay up all night Keeping tabs on my vibes
But I feel so damn numb
That I cannot get high
They just used me on some fake shit
I've gotten used to being wasted
All of the scars they've been painted
And tattoos they cover the pain
There were always these obvious signs that
I couldn't read between the lines yea
So I'm smoking and popping these pills til
I start feeling something inside
Showing im happy but I've been faking that shit
Never myself and I've been okay with that shit
Guess that I'm gonna be okay with being a ghost as long as I'm still masking
No sign of my ghost
An empty space yea
Don't hit my phone up
Cause I'm still faded
It's been another f*cking weekend
Feeling jaded
Searching for my f*cking peace
But I'm still on the waitlist
I've been stuck in the past
Take the present for granted
Lost my innocence when I was torn apart by all of my demons
They had a face multiple ways
Of sticking with me through the darkest of days just to make my f*cking soul afraid
Til they find another so I'd be replaced
I don't wanna f*cking lose no one
I don't wanna f*cking lose no more
So I'm holding the trauma holding the pain inviting my demons right into my grave
I'm thinking that I need a night light
Feeling like I need a new mind
F*ck everything
No sign of my ghost
An empty space yea
Don't hit my phone up
Cause I'm still faded
It's been another f*cking weekend
Feeling jaded
Searching for my f*cking peace
But I'm still on the waitlist
An empty space yea
Don't hit my phone up
Cause I'm still faded
It's been another f*cking weekend
Feeling jaded
Searching for my f*cking peace
But I'm still on the waitlist
Stay up all night Keeping tabs on my vibes
But I feel so damn numb
That I cannot get high
They just used me on some fake shit
I've gotten used to being wasted
All of the scars they've been painted
And tattoos they cover the pain
There were always these obvious signs that
I couldn't read between the lines yea
So I'm smoking and popping these pills til
I start feeling something inside
Showing im happy but I've been faking that shit
Never myself and I've been okay with that shit
Guess that I'm gonna be okay with being a ghost as long as I'm still masking
No sign of my ghost
An empty space yea
Don't hit my phone up
Cause I'm still faded
It's been another f*cking weekend
Feeling jaded
Searching for my f*cking peace
But I'm still on the waitlist
I've been stuck in the past
Take the present for granted
Lost my innocence when I was torn apart by all of my demons
They had a face multiple ways
Of sticking with me through the darkest of days just to make my f*cking soul afraid
Til they find another so I'd be replaced
I don't wanna f*cking lose no one
I don't wanna f*cking lose no more
So I'm holding the trauma holding the pain inviting my demons right into my grave
I'm thinking that I need a night light
Feeling like I need a new mind
F*ck everything
No sign of my ghost
An empty space yea
Don't hit my phone up
Cause I'm still faded
It's been another f*cking weekend
Feeling jaded
Searching for my f*cking peace
But I'm still on the waitlist
Writer: Nathan Harrison
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC