My flesh is cold, as a ghost
My flesh is cold, as a ghost
My flesh is cold, as a ghost
My flesh is...
My flesh is cold as a ghost
My flesh is cold as a ghost
My flesh is cold as a ghost 
I, could’ve been, bleed red, four doors in a Benz, Cut the cord leave me hanging, amends
Life ends when I kill all my friends
And I, could’ve been, ghost boy, my life is amiss, bleed red, so pretty as a kiss, lost in the mist, pants full of piss
And I, am the blame for this shit, put blades to my wrist, wrist
Fucking end my life, Im dead Thats the gist
Fuck it, no one cares so Im pissed, pissed, hang by a rope
All I needed was a brick, brick
Yeah, okay, okay, okay
Daisy, thoughts are making me crazy
Thoughts are making me
Thoughts are making me crazy
Crazy thoughts are making me crazy
Pick up the case and close and close
Pick up and close
And close, and close
And close, and close