Two weeks to take a song from conception to completion to competition!

When things die, where do they go?

This song was created for Game of Bands round 209 : "Look Back On 2020"

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I'm not alone
it's just me and my ghosts
And the semblance of everything they resemble

[Verse 2]
The little things I wanted
Too many out of reach
and to tell the truth, don't know if it's gotten to you
But it's sure as hell got me

[Chorus]
There's a ghost in my living room, dining room, bathroom too
They leave me alone 'til I ask them to leave
They're metaphors that somehow have manifested
And now take their pleasure in torturing me

[Verse 3]
I'm stuck at home
With just me and my ghosts
And a fracture, of everything that's been fractured

[Verse 4]
My old ambition
Still lives on in a dream
I don't know if it's ever coming true
But it's not coming to me

[Chorus]
There's a ghost in my living room, dining room, bathroom too
They leave me alone 'til I ask them to leave
They're metaphors that somehow have manifested
And now take their pleasure in torturing me

[Post-chorus]
This one right here, we're old pals, she's the ghost of my happiness
And the one looking out the window solemnly, the ghost of meeting up
Sitting by the phone, my new best friend the ghost of talking now and then
And the ghost of motivation, well it's dragging me back, dragging me back to bed

[Chorus]
[Exit]

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