| I used to believe in ghosts
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| That somehow someone lost is always close
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| They would be invisible
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| They could spy on the boy next door and walk through walls
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| I would dream of the day when the world would prove there’s others here
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| I would make all of my imaginary friends appear
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| But in the living, I’m alone
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| I don’t feel any spirits with me in my home
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| No visits from the ones I miss the most
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| So I don’t believe in ghosts anymore
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| I used to believe in fate
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| That somehow someday things would go my way
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| All part of a grand design
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| Everything for a reason and its place in time
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| And the stars would align and my life would lead to better things
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| With the heart of a lion, trust in what the future brings
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| But in the moment I’m afraid
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| And the pain that I’ve seen won’t go away
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| And nothing seems to ever be explained
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| So I don’t believe in fate anymore
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| I used to believe in God (how naïve of me)
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| That somehow someone’s looking down on us
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| I would kneel at my bed & pray
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| Pretty please could you keep those monsters far away
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| I believed in the love of a magical divinity
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| I would reach to the clouds for comfort with humility
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| But no one seems to answer back (nobody's listening)
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| And the people I love have sufferered at his hands (he's taken them away)
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| And I don’t understand any of his plans
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| So I don’t believe in God anymore |