Ghost Trio: Air Out


I'm entering a new face
without a doubt
considerate enough
to suck the air out first

I hate my fate
and you're not with me
my mistake

I'm mounting a strange stage
spit out my cues
precipitate enough
for me to quell my thoughts

I hate my fate
and you're not with me
my mistake

I hate my fate
still you're not with me
my mistake
Heartache

O bitter grief!