There is a ghoul within me,
that lives on nicotine,
exhaust fumes,
and broken dreams.
There is a ghoul within me
that scowls at the sun,
but smiles sickly at the moon,
chewing bullets in a gun.
There is a ghoul within me,
with a lost mind.
It treads on torn glass,
of a burnt kind.
there is a ghoul with me
and i'm alone
in your room
Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 6:41 PM UTC
There is a ghoul within me,
that lives on nicotine,
exhaust fumes,
and broken dreams.
There is a ghoul within me
that scowls at the sun,
but smiles sickly at the moon,
chewing bullets in a gun.
There is a ghoul within me,
with a lost mind.
It treads on torn glass,
of a burnt kind.
there is a ghoul with me
and i'm alone
in your room