Ghosts of Baltimore

It’s happening again
Someone pretends to be your friend
Another ghost is talking to me
My official attitude
Come fill me up
Cause it’s getting a little smokey in here
Eyes pierce through the skin
And everywhere else
I don’t want to be here alone
People remain with a bidding glass
And people say, «Tomorrow.»
I’ve heard it all before from everyone
From the Ghosts of Baltimore
If I take the time to walk away
Don’t want to be a ghost anymore
If I take the time
If I take the time
Don’t want to be a ghost anymore
People remain with a bidding glass
And people say, «Tomorrow.»
It won’t be this way forever, forever
Oh oh, tomorrow
It won’t be this way forever, forever
Oh oh, won’t be this way for long
I am gonna change, tomorrow
I am gonna change, tomorrow
I am gonna change, tomorrow
I am gonna change
It won’t be this way forever, forever
Oh oh, tomorrow
It won’t be this way forever, forever
Oh oh, won’t be this way for long
I am gonna change, tomorrow
I am gonna change, tomorrow
I am gonna change, tomorrow
I am gonna change…