Like A Ghost

I sit here waiting for the crumbs off your table

Do you see me or am I just anotherr fable

Sometimes I believe I'm invisible

Like a ghost lost in another world

My hands seem tied

Am I powerless to lend one

Is it just my pride

Is your freedom a warm gun?

Pour your guilt upon my head

I will take your sick and bitter pill

And I will rise up from the dead

Solo

My hands seem tied

Am I powerless to lend one

Is it just my pride

Is your freedom a warm gun?

Solo

You have the choice to make your own way

I love you that much its for you I kneel and pray

Like a ghost lost in another world

Like a ghost lost in another world