There is a ghost on my back following me watching my every move forceing me to rember my wors memories.
Lights on
They walk in
She falls to her knees
She says she is sorry
The confusion builds up
And changes into frustration
Behind the stage in the darkness
I creep around untill I here voices
I hear "he dumped me coltons going to be mad if he finds out"
I run into an enclosed room and a girl comes up
I didn't know, you could have asked for my help
Then comes liz tears from her eyes
Im sorry which I reply with "we will talk later"
I rush past her and join the rest of the cast
Do I blame myself? I don't know so I continue the play
We constantly get in fights I blame my self more and more
Untill all the hatered builds up and a ghost forms on my back
It watches me it sees me untill I had enough
I take the gun say my prayers and pull the trigger
It might be weakness and it shows im certainly not bulletproof.
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