Blackout Problems - Ghosts

After this year
I think I can do anything
I never thought I
Could hurt a friend the way I do
After this year
I know anything is possible
'Cause I've seen things
Meant forever up in flames

Hold your breath and count to three
Let's play tricks on destiny
Jump off a cliff
Fall from a tree
Survive the depths of misery
And solitude gets easy
It slowly, slowly kills me

No forgiveness
Has ever changed our history
I swear solemnly
The truth hurts more than lies to me
Speaking of all the things
We've yet to lеarn
Our stubborn patterns can be turned
Into somеthing useful, something neat
I found comfort in the books I read
Found trouble in her poetry
Which opened a new door for me
Found nothing more and nothing less
Than an exit door from my own mess

Hold your breath and count to three
Let's play tricks on destiny
Jump off a cliff
Fall from a tree
Survive the depths of misery
And solitude gets easy
Nothing's gonna kill me
Nothing's gonna kill me
Nothing's gonna kill me
Nothing
Nothing