You said when I finally die You’d take the ghost of my life
And put it in a robot body You said you’d keep me safe from harm
Protect me from decaying force I’ll help you sort your dirty laundry
What are we doing here?
Our bodies are playing hosts
we’re only guests
we’re ghosts
we’re even or not
we’re a projection
you sometimes we are than mere blood bone
That we are in bodies
What are we doing here?
Our bodies are playing hosts
we’re only guests
we’re ghosts
are we hanging on
If we’re go
we’re from the past
we’re ghosts
we’re only caught
born
it’s the best
we chest
we’re found
turned around
we’re from above
we’re ghosts
What we death?
Nothing ash smoke