Old House

A pain that won’t walk away
Pushed to the bound
Remember how it used to be
So diffuse here down

Scars and wounds around cover myself to stay
You bet!

A crowd of four you stay
Your sadness your misery
Yours prays seems to fail
New house in my head
Old house in my head
Old house?
What a hell

I try to stay, but they drag me down
Do not know why, I cannot stand
They look like dead; they show up in my dreams
There is sound of broken glass
Wind and fire crawling down
Can I feel this or not?

A crowd of four you stay
Your sadness your misery
Yours prays seems to fail
New house in my head
Old house in my head
Old house?
What a hell

My friends
Are you in home?

Ghosts
Are you my soul?

Are you real? Or just on my head

Death
Got to find it

Ghosts
Am I myself?

My friends
Are you in home?

Ghosts
Are you my soul?

Are you real? Or just on my head

They look like dead; they show up in my dreams
There is sound of broken glass
Wind and fire crawling down
Can I feel this or not?

A crowd of four you stay
Your sadness your misery
Yours prays seems to fail
New house in my head
Old house in my head
Old house?
What a hell