Tekster: Faderhead. Trilogy. Exit Ghost.

Black dogs barking at at the door downstairs
Steamy, boiled up water permeates the air
Fridge magnets mispronouncing foreign words
Memories that hurt
Ripped up pillows symbolize who owns the room
Walls unfinished, lost the artist's touch
Every little thing we did just came too soon
I'm missing you so much

Played with me and you got burned for sure
So many days of feeling insecure

Exit ghost
Dim the lights down low
Will we find what's deep inside
I don't know
Exit Ghost
I can see your soul
Isolated, contemplating
Will we still remain?
I don't know

Red crested cranes engraved on your chest
I try to fit into your heart, uninvited guest
Letting t.r.u.e.l.o.v.e. run right through my finger tips
Conversations intimate
Fall asleep next to the lit up screens
A thousand miles away, one pillow shared
Hellfire never ever felt so sweet
Now all I am is scared

Play with fire, one gets burned for sure
All these hours feeling insecure

Exit Ghost
Dim the lights down low
Will we find what's deep inside
I don't know
Exit Ghost
I can see your soul
Forgive me that we failed
Will we still remain?
I don't know