The Gift Of Ghosts

I, The Architect

The Gift Of Ghosts


I've been a walking dead man
Trying to please you
A failed design
Trying to make you happy

But you won't ever
Fell how i feel
Break through this mold

You've used to confine me

Oh!

Rahh!

I've been a walking dead man
Trying to please you
Trying to please you

Oh!

You're just falling faster now
And you're just falling faster now
I'm not a part of your disaster
I am the maker of my dreams

You're just...
Just falling faster now
And you're just falling faster now

I'm not a part
Of your disaster
I am the maker of my dreams

Your advice was never asked for your words
Lack the edge to sting
These sticks and stones
You're throwing at me
Just bits and pieces of your broken heart

And failed dreams

You're
Your own wrecking ball

You're just falling faster now
And you're just falling faster now
I'm not a part of your disaster
I am the maker of my dreams

You're just...
Just falling faster now
And you're just falling faster now

I'm not a part
Of your disaster
I am the maker of my dreams

And when  you're dead
No happy endings
No pity for a toy
With boyish dreams
Your blueprints
Erased from memory
Just ground zero

No legacy

You are the tower
I am the wrecking ball
You are the tower
I am the wrecking ball

Oh!

I am the maker of my dreams
It's make or break
But i'm breaking free

You're just falling faster now
And you're just falling faster now
I'm not a part of your disaster
I am the maker of my dreams

You're just...
Just falling faster now
And you're just falling faster now

I'm not a part
Of your disaster
I am the maker of my dreams