Don't close your eyes now you might miss me fall.
I know your secret, its got you backed up against the wall.
Don't close your eyes now you might just miss me fall.
I know what you don't want me to know.

You don't want me to know.

Someone must take me to the light where I can see.
Because here I am controlled with no meaning.
Its setting in. It keeps reminding me I'm safe,
and all I do is listen to its words again.
This is where I betray myself and I have lost the truth.

I've lost the truth. I've lost the truth now, so listen close.
Is this exactly what you wanted?

The grace of these thoughts.
I see they are following me.
They must be following me.

The grace of these thoughts.
Believe me its not what you think.
Its not what you think.

Composição: Blake Buchanan / Deception of a Ghost