Ghost On A Tightrope - I Walk The Line

The time of innocence, do you remember?

To push the limits of your consciousness

You closed your eyes and your mind too

Opened up the door to the other side

It occupies your time, fills the void within you

But happiness is just an illusion

The ghost of you, walking on a tightrope

The ghost of you, a war without an enemy

The ghost of you

Your fantasy is turning into insanity

With curtains closed you hide from the outside world

But you cannot hide from what’s inside of you

It swallowed you whole and spat out the pieces

Now you’re just waiting for salvation

It occupies your time, fills the void within you

But happiness is just an illusion

The ghost of you, walking on a tightrope

The ghost of you, a war without an enemy

The ghost of you

Your fantasy is turning into insanity

A cold wind blows inside your bones

A fall into oblivion with your angels and demons

You claim to be so far apart

Still it has claws around your heart

You got nothing else to fill the void with

Nothing else will replace the fantasy

When will we see the final nail in the coffin?