That's not me who will take you outside of here You know, I was just staring at my shoes when the car bumped me Now I'm just carrying away my ghosts and you've got my back 'Cause I must get them to home before it was dark There was still some blood on my shirt when I find you here Speaking along between two walls But I picked nothing Now I'm just carrying away my ghosts and you've got my back 'Cause I must get them to home before it was dark