I think there's something on the ceiling
I swear there's something in the wall
And then from nothing, comes a feeling
Well, I've been summoned to the call
And I've been chasing ghosts
For way too many years
Living underground
And drowning in my fear
Whispers interweave me through the mirror
And I've been chasing ghosts
And I know
It's unhealthy for me to keep wailing on the phantom down the hall
And my past keeps creeping on my knees
And fated to the fall
But I've been chasing ghosts
For way too many years
Living underground
And drowning in my fear
Whispers interweave me through the mirror
And I've been chasing
And I've been chasing
And I've been chasing ghosts
I've been chasing ghosts
I've been chasing ghosts
I've been chasing ghosts
