chasing ghosts i m chasing ghosts around this town when will i live when will i live this memory down when will i wear you out i hear a voice when there s nobody else around i have a choice but i d rather not say it out loud when will i shout it out in the day it s all that it seems but when i sleep you re in my dreams seeping your way into my bones and blood i ll be bound to a killing kind of love golden frames golden frames surround your face four corners four corners of endless black keep me forever trapped until i can t see all you ve down to me drowning in your rivers of agony and i drink you into my bones and blood i ll be bound to a killing kind of love