Through Me (The Flood)

de Arankai

I left the bedsheets a mess on the bedroom floor
With yesterday's whiskey stains
I keep my cigarette burning just to watch the shadows and smoke
If I listen, there's an echo down the hall
I guess I've woken up the spirits in the walls
I haven't slept in days, nothing feels the same
Not that I feel anything (not that I feel anything)
I'm haunted by the ghost of us dancing five feet above my bed
So, I lay awake
Drunk on a memory, hungover from the misery
(Drunk on a memory, hungover from the misery)

The face I'm seeing in the mirror looks like someone else
My body's older than it should be, it's not hard to tell
You wouldn't recognize me, I can barely recognize myself
I still have your favorite cassette playing in the car
It skips in places, but I memorized your favorite parts
It doesn't sound the same, nothing feels the same, the same
Oh my God, I can't feel anything
And I'm haunted by the ghost of us dancing five feet above my bed

So, I lay awake
Drunk on a memory, hungover from the misery
And I'm still obsessed, I dream in silhouettes
The worst part is I'll live this hell
Rather than forget
I lost my forever when forever died at midnight
I'm haunted by the ghost of us dancing five feet above my bed
So, I lay awake
Drunk on a memory, hungover from the misery
And I'm still obsessed, I dream in silhouettes
The worst part is I'll live this hell
Rather than forget