Lyrics:

Blow, take it slow
I've been thinking about ghosts
Play. Take-away
It takes from me every day
In my head and in my chest
In my dreams I'm blessed
Bleed. Future me
Hell seems way too close to me
Still, I'll never heal
My skin wasn't meant to feel
Play. Take-away
It takes from me every day
Blow, take it slow
I've been thinking about ghosts