Single file line to your demise
And I'm just trynna live my fuckin life
All these rules and regulations really got me tired
The room it reeks of acetone let's start a fire

You, you're always talking all that good shit
Preacher who is blind to whom he sits with
Take my words and map them all together
Go and start a thread on Tumblr
Sew your broken heart together

I'll be fine all by myself
(Ain't afraid anymore of the ghosts in the night
Ain't afraid anymore of the ghosts in the night)

Aren't you tired of running from your problems
Avoiding confrontation just prolongs them
You need to go and get your shit together
Am I talking to myself?
Or is my twin inside the mirror?
You, you're always talking all that good shit
Preacher who is blind to whom he sits with
Take my words and map them all together
Go and start a thread on Tumblr
Sew your broken heart together

I'll be fine all by myself
(Ain't afraid anymore of the ghosts in the night
Ain't afraid anymore of the ghosts in the night)