Damp

Blow, take it slow
I've been thinking about ghosts

Play, take-away
It takes from me every day

In my head and in my chest
In my dreams I'm blessed

Bleed, future me
Hell seems way too close to me
Still, I'll never heal
My skin wasn't meant to feel

Play, take-away
It takes from me every day

Blow, take it slow
I've been thinking about ghosts