Ghosts and KnivesYou ask me to trust youGive you faithLike no one elseI don't know the meaningI don't evenTrust myselfCuz everything i touchturns to asheseverything I touchfalls awayAnd these ghostsOf my broken paststill screamthey screamAnd these knivesRusting in my backstill bleedthey bleedYou say that I'm distantYou wonder ifI'm too far goneBut don't even botherI can't findWhere I belongCuz everywhere I gogets abandonedeverywhere I gofalls awayAnd these ghostsOf my broken paststill screamthey screamAnd these knivesRusting in my backstill bleedthey bleedmaybe I'm deadmaybe I'm damned