Ghosthread - Bidston Avenue Lyrics

Have you ever been so alone that you forget what it's like to feel?
Chasing daydreams like tired youth lost on a field trip
I've never been anything more than this
Like when we picked flowers for the tombstones at Flaybrick

Just me a collection of wild thoughts
Growing in black mould on the bathroom walls
Could it be a side effect from the happiness pills that I bought
Driving nowhere in my car, the empty passenger seat makes me feel so alone
Perfect size for couch surfing but at least I have somewhere to call my home

Sometimes I wonder if anything is real
I seem to be living in the past tense
Going back to Bidston Avenue
Imaging pleasant nonsense

They always said things like how I shouldn't spend my days staring at static screens
But I maintain my damage by locking doors and throwing keys
A one way trip to madness but my suitcase remains unpacked
I spent more time overthinking vile things

Sometimes I wonder if anything is real
I seem to be living in the past tense
Going back to Bidston Avenue
Imagining pleasant nonsense

Sometimes I wonder if anything is real
I seem to be living in the past tense
Going back to Bidston Avenue
Imagining pleasant nonsense

Imaging pleasant nonsense