Ghost Town Medicine (Studio Sessions)
It’s getting worse, I’m staring into space
Built a home in a room, but I have never seen it straight
My mind’s got a problem - oh, the things it creates
Drank myself to a coma, became all that I hate
My head’s full of shame, and I swear on my name
I’ve been watching for hours, I’m circling the drain
And while I buried you in the depths of my sleep
You still crawl through my dreams into bed beside me
You fall into me
There’s mountains in my mind, a chasm in my soul
Always feel like I’m falling into an ever-growing hole
I’m no longer the person that you lived you and breathеd
Placed my fears in a bottle and cast thеm out to sea
Wherever you are, I hope that you’ve found your peace
This is far too familiar - is this a place I have been?
Took her love to the river, weighed it down, thrown it in
Watched something beautiful die, all soaked in vodka and gin
Oh god, I found peace of mind, but can’t escape what I did
This ghost town medicine
You can’t make amends
You’ve got no one left
Just the awful things I did while you slept
And I’m sorry