Ghost

Pissed again, always pissed, and I don't care. I'm sick of people telling me that I am drinking too much, I am sick of people telling me that I should look after myself a bit more... I am sick of people...

'Maybe one day I'll have freed myself for good
But i can say at the moment, if I could
Find the nerve or the reserve I'd get my life back for myself
So from this day I am living just for me
Do things my way, any way I choose to be
I'll be trying to stop crying, feeling sorry for myself

Everything I say takes the pain away
Everything I do defeats the ghost of you'