I was fifteen with a pen in a pocket full of ghosts
Chasing veins like they were highways out the coast
My sneakers wore thin on these needle streets
Trading blood for solids, trading lungs for a head
Mother said God won't save broken boys
Father's voice felt static just the background noise
I learned that prayers don't echo in alleyways
Only footsteps, sirens and yesterday's mistakes
And I'll still run
From a mirror that don't speak my name
And I'll still burn every bridge, every vein, every flame
So let me drown, let me choke, let me fade into the smoke
The city got no angels left for me
I'm just a shadow on the wall, another name they won't recall
Ghosts that learn to bleed
Beautifully
The pavement's cold but it feels like home
A bed made of needles, skin and bone
I sold my soul for a five minute dream
Pocket full of nothing and a fist full of grief
The cops know my face, dealers know my name
The grave keeps sending postcards calling me again
Church locked its doors when I knocked three
Guess even God won't deal with kids like me
And I still run
From the echoes of a younger me
And I still burn in a world that don't believe
So let me drown, let me choke, let me fade into the smoke
This city got no angels left for me
I'm just a shadow on the wall, another name they won't recall
A ghost that learned to bleed
Beautifully
Tell my mother I tried
Tell my father
I lie to my friends
I'm fine till the grave
Not yet, not yet
Let me drown, let me choke, let me fade into smoke
There's no salvation left for me
Just a shadow on the wall, another name they won't recall
Ghosts that learn to bleed beautifully
