Now you know that I'm away
I don't care if you just got to wait
Here my time belongs to myself and that is ok
Its my time and yours is just a waste
Can't you realize that it's the same
These loads of shit for us both to take
And at the end of the day there is nothing left to celebrate
Not at least for me, for me with myself
Now you are arguing by the phone
Why am I away, why am I lost?
Ignoring that in this situation, we suffer both
Progressively, day by day, becoming ghosts
Can't you realize that it's the same
These loads of shit for us both to take
And at the end of the day there is nothing left to celebrate
Not at least for me, for me with myself
Uuhh
The memories that we have
Uuhh
Are foot prints in the sand
Uuhh
That unless we walk them again
Uuhh
Those will fade, will be washed away
Can't you realize that it's the same
These loads of shit for us both to take
And at the end of the day there is nothing left to celebrate
Not at least for me, for me with myself
Uuhh
The memories that we have
Uuhh
Are foot prints in the sand
Uuhh
That unless we walk them again
Uuhh
Those will fade, will be washed away
Please light your candles to another saint
Im already burning looping in the same
And in the end of the day there's nothing else to celebrate
At least not for me
Talking with myself
Progre Ssively
Day by Day
Becoming Ghosts