Outlive - The Ghost Inside

We’re so disconnected but not misdirected

They think that we are nothing

But I believe in something more

You watch the clock wind down and let the days go by

You justify the time you’ve spent

But all you do is make the rent

We’ll be buried with our memories, you’ll just be dead

I’ll live forever, you’ll just die in vain

No home, no bed.

Nowhere to hang my head

At the end of the day I hear no words they say

No home, no bed.

Nowhere to hang my head

I don’t care what they say;

I made a choice for me

We’re so disconnected but not misdirected

So quick in passing judgment like I don’t belong

We’ll be buried with our memories, you’ll just be dead

I’ll live forever, you’ll just die in vain

No home, no bed.

Nowhere to hang my head

At the end of the day I hear no words they say

No home, no bed.

Nowhere to hang my head

I don’t care what they say;

I made the choice for me

But this time, I stand for this

There’s no space between the lines

I stand for this

No compromise this time

I stand for this…