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Grave Maker Ghosts Among Men

is all we know. We have no home to call our own. Nothing to lose, nothing to fear. We are ready to disappear. Ghosts among men. We are ghosts among men

Memories, pale and gray. Nightmares clear as day. Echoes of desperation. Where am I? Who am I? Reality is slippin', slippin' away. Gotta get a grip,

life is all we know. We have no home to call our own. Nothing to lose, nothing to fear. We are ready to disappear. Ghosts among men. We are ghosts among men

You were never good enough for the good life. I was never bad enough for the flipside You're the problem, but I'm no solution. My best intentions laid

Bonded by frustration, Binded through all the bullshit life keeps throwin' at us. I know out there, there is something more for me! This thing of ours

I have no faith in the things you do. In the end, whatever is easiest is what you'll choose. Time to grow up and figure it out. Wouldn't it make sense

What the fuck are you looking at? I'm colder than ever, and you're not comprehending it Are you blind to these empty eyes That don't care if you live