True, I ain't always nice Like talking to some ice But you left me no choice Lava in my voice This place is filled with ghosts This place is filled with ghosts Through my old shades I see who stays Through my old shades My vision lays Through my old shades Through my old shades Through my old shades Through my old shades Please don't rush me You won't crush me In this state I can't relate The more you take the more i break Through my old shades I see who stays Through my old shades My vision lays Through my old shades Through my old shades Through my old shades Through my old shades