F E C Everyday I feel like more of a ghostG F And visions of homeE C A visitor's throneC I visit aloneF E C GF E C [Verse 2]F E C It's a warning sign as red as a roseG F A poet of proseE C The highest of lowsC And nobody knowsF E C GF E C [Chorus]Am E It's a milk carton messageC I've gone missingG I'm in wreckageAm E I have learned myself a lessonC C I'm a child of depressionAm E I sicken at the sightC G We are creatures of the nightAm E We will flee or we will fightC C We are running from the light [Instrumentation]F E C GF E C [Verse 3]F E C Beam me up I'm ready to goG F Just me and my bonesE C I'll watch from belowC F With nothing to show [Instrumentation]F E C GF E C [Verse 4]F E C I've been out looking for a homeG F The streets I will roamE C The seeds of unknownC F I've turned into stone [Instrumentation]F E C GF E C [Chorus]Am E It's a milk carton messageC I've gone missingG I'm in wreckageAm E I have learned myself a lessonC C I'm a child of depressionAm E I sicken at the sightC G We are creatures of the nightAm E We will flee or we will fightC C We are running from the light [Outro]F E C GF E C
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