Ghost from Gaslight Illuminations by Oli Spleen

Hooked on this hamster wheel
I'm going round again
My body yearns to feel
As the moth craves the bright flame

So I get burned
Oh how it hurts
But still I crave the pain

I lacerate my heart
The blood runs thick and red
I live prepared to die
As one already dead

My skin's too thin
I ache within
My hunger's never fed

There's times I'm wishing this life never had begun
I'm not a fighter and there's wars that must be won
I burnt my eyeballs out, just staring at the sun
Inside I'm dead, it's just my ghost that's holding on

I fall in love so fast
And hit the ground so hard
Would take a lot to heal
The scars inside my heart

But just to feel
The pain feels real
However much it hurts

There's times I'm wishing this life never had begun
I'm not a fighter and there's wars that must be won
I burnt my eyeballs out, just staring at the sun
Inside I'm dead, it's just my ghost that's holding on

Don't threaten me with love
I've heard that one before
Still I can't get enough
I just want more and more

An open heart
Loses blood fast
And leaves you drained and raw

Inside I'm dead
Inside I'm dead
It's just my ghost that's holding on

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