Giving up the Ghost - Boy Omega

Walking home

In a crooked life

With blood on my back

I’m holding back the years

Now I’m giving up the ghosts

She’s walking out on all those stupid tears

And the all songs that I wrote are gone

I put the lid on

All my hospitals

I’ve had

I’ve had enough

Of cracks in the skin

I’m holding back the years

Now I’m giving up the ghosts

She’s walking out on all those stupid tears

And the all songs that I wrote are gone

I put the lid on