It's funny how the distance makes everything seem small with time
Like a little black dot in the far
I made my skin as rough as i could but it seems that is wasn't enough
I see this little black dot in the far
In the throw of a stare
I go back to the ground
Chaising gohst
What ever it takes for us to pretend, we were just killing each other
When i saw your face at the corner where we met I go back to december
I tried hard to step from the ground
But it seems that i just failed
Men fool themselves better with lies they made
Flash before my eyes the transformed memories of your commun life
Are getting me back stuck with my past
I buried my pain in the back yard but it seems that It wasn't enough
To cover all the shouts
In the throw of a stare
I go back to the ground
Chaising gohst
What ever it takes for us to pretend, we were just killing each other
When i saw your face at the corner where we met I go back to december
I tried hard to step from the ground
But it seems that i just failed
Men fool themselves better with lies they made
I keep myself busy just not to see that i'm losing grip
I'm just now a boy at the corner with a box of souvenirs and a few years older