My Friend, the Ghost Songtext
von Grieving

Didn′t say exactly what I was thinking
'Cause I was afraid of what you would become
Big man, boss seem to hurt him
And I think we know where the pain came from

Warn yourself
Warn yourself that we can tell
How is she,
Supposed to know when nobody talks
Buddies in Memphis
What a guess
Your head isn′t home
It'll pass
Buddies in Memphis
What a guess
Your head isn't home
It′ll pass


Shoes in the hall
And you come in the light
Made of a paper, the paper degrades
Where were you then when she needed you most
Got two holes in the shoe
Took a trip to the coast

My friend, the ghost
My friend, the ghost

Should of called her, while you had the chance
Well i hope you know, that you really messed up
Four weeks we all try to help but
With no one that answers, when only you knew

Warn yourself
Warn yourself that we can tell
How is she,
Supposed to know when nobody talks
Buddies in Memphis
What a guess
Your head isn′t home
It'll pass
Buddies in Memphis
What a guess
Your head isn′t home
It'll pass


Shoes in the hall
And you come in the light
Made of a paper, the paper degrades
Where were you then when she needed you most
Got two holes in the shoe
Took a trip to the coast

My friend, the ghost
My friend, the ghost

No idea
No good idea
You′re no good idea
No idea
No good idea
You're no good idea
No idea
No good idea
You′re no good idea
No idea
No good idea
You're no good idea