I'm A Ghost Restrung - Hilltop Hoods

Two sheets to the wind in a taxi

Two feet to the wind in the backseat (Two feet)

Two beeps to the car in front of us

Or one of us ending up wrapped round the chassis (These rhymes)

Thinking ‘bout these rhymes, and what they gave me

Sounds out this world, but a microphone and (Microphone)

Two turntables saved me

Took me round the world and bought me a home and (They know)

I’ve seen all these other crew’s bank too (I see you)

Not knowing all the ways people helped ‘em

Might not ever get a damn thank you

But they’re sure ‘nough gonna get a you’re welcome (You're welcome)

Matter fact, I ain’t leaving (No)

I was here first and I don’t believe 'em (No)

I was here bursting, listening to Primo and Chino and Thirstin

And missing out on being there for people in person (I'm sorry)

'Cause we don’t sleep when we’re working

We don’t bleed when we’re hurting ()

We wear our heart on our sleeve and I’m certain (Come on)

That we’ll feel the burden till we call it curtains, you feel me?

Do you feel me?

This that

Light inside the core that can blind with its force

It’s the writing on the wall;

light it up on the porch

It’s 1994, five mic’s in The Source

It’s a mighty;

mighty roar from the crowd and of course, it’s

This

Do you feel me?

Went from going through quotes in the liners

To being known from the shows on the fliers

Playing packed rooms, heading to the back room

To cool down my face with some ice from the rider

Looking out to a crowd full of lighters

And the day those lights don’t inspire us

You’ll see me walking out

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

Two sheets on a surface of water

Loose-leaf writing worthless and torn up

If I could do these words justice

You’d see how much it’s worth that I fought for

Every kid that never got one mention

Every little bit of love or affection

I’m done with pretending the sun is descending

And all good things must come to an ending

'Cause I swore to the day this is

Nothing more than a flawed entertainment biz

And if I walk away with nothing well let me tell you something

That’s fucking more than I came here with

Feel me?

(I'm gone)

Do you feel me?

(I'm gone)

And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t grateful

For my life for my friends and for the faithful

It’s been a ride but there’s been a few times

That I’d thought I’d lose sight when the effort was so painful

But rap gave me such inspired dreams

In fact maybe touched my life when things

Got a little crazy and nobody would pay me

The ends that plainly justified the means

At last I can see we’ve all been blind

It’s hard to believe that all this time

That I wore my heart on my sleeve for this art and the scene

Gonna be hard when I leave that all behind

You feel me?

Do you feel me?

Went from going through quotes in the liners

To being known from the shows on the fliers

Playing packed rooms, heading to the back room

To cool down my face with some ice from the rider

Looking out to a crowd full of lighters

And the day those lights don’t inspire us

You’ll see me walking out

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

Went from going through quotes in the liners

To being known from the shows on the fliers

Playing packed rooms, heading to the back room

To cool down my face with some ice from the rider

Looking out to a crowd full of lighters

And the day those lights don’t inspire us

You’ll see me walking out

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

Low winter sun, light the dawn in gold

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

Though when it’s done night is on us all

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

Nowhere to run, writings on the wall

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

So when it come, rise before we fall

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

Low winter sun, light the dawn in gold

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

Broken and done dying on us all

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

Nowhere to run, writings on the wall

I’m a ghost, I’m gone

So when it comes, rise, rise, before we fall

Went from going through quotes in the liners

To being known from the shows on the fliers

Playing packed rooms, heading to the back room

To cool down my face with some ice from the rider

Looking out to a crowd full of lighters

And the day those lights don’t inspire us

You’ll see me walking out

I’m a ghost