Bruised Ghosts Lyrics

Hold it up

You've lost enough

You've still got your luck

You're miles away

From the love you made

Even heaven gets rough



Ghosts were meant for bleeding

Ghosts were meant for bleeding



When you see your wall

And you have it all

Broken apart

You follow through

If you bruise it

So eat your heart out



It hates to hope and leave it

It hates to hope and leave it



So the story rolls

And the golden boys

And girls get tired

You look for light

On the blurry nights

When home is hardly a word