Towers - Grey Graves

You are the ghost
Of everything you used to be
A mind made victim
I killed off in my dreams
Your blood is on my fingertips
Your blood is on my hands
Oh, I hope some day you understand
You are the ghost
Thats whispering from down the hall
It keeps me up at night
My God, I hear your calls
Your voice just beats my drums
Your voice is in my head
Oh, it sounds just like the living dead
You know I am the one who buried
You
Were the body I laid down
In my memory
You are the ghost
That took shape of who I used to know
You call it heartless
But I'll just call it apropos
To strip you of your sheets
Exposing your chains
Oh, now won't you let me by with ease
You know I am the one who buried
You
Were the body I laid down
In my memory
Dig it up, dig it up right now
Make a home in the cemetery
I hope you're happy
In these grey graves