Apr 21, 2006 01:18
My old friends
Ghosts On Top of the Stadium
We walked up the tier as one
In this town of Mouse and sun
But tonight I travel on Top Alone
My only friend a silent phone
And the Ghost of four
Haunt me as I lie dying on the floor
We were all uncool but still on top
On the Stadium we sang our loser rock
Four years later it only belongs to me
Because I can't seem to set old ghosts free
My old friends
Ghosts On Top of the Stadium
We walked up the tier as one
In this town of Mouse and sun