Tomorrow is far
And so are the stars
Sorrow is here, a host
Closer than a ghost

A ghost of my sins
Breathe beneath my skin
Whispers in ears
More than I can bear.

My hands are black black
Those dark thoughts are back
My face is white white
Holding back a nasty bite

If it wasn't for society
Maybe I wouldn't have anxiety
I could be free
Be me

Too easy to blame others
But when doubt smothers
It's survive or die
So I try

I'm no saint
But it's time to wash the paint
Most have forgot
This ghost i am not

Tomorrow is still far
No end to this war.

But I'm wise
'Cause i know the sun will rise

It has to