Some ghosts never die...
You burn the house and wonder why
And with the morning there comes a light
Collect the pieces for another try
Some scars help you see
How much the past won't let you be
And with the morning there comes a pain
Cuz with regret there comes a shame
Burning alive
I'm burning alive
Some skeletons never leave
The closets full of bones and dreams
And with the morning there comes a chill
A bed of stone and heart of steel
Some lives are lived in fear
Chances lost when the vision clears
And with the morning there comes a loss
Empty bruises and a hallow cross
Burning alive
I'm burning alive
