Текст песни The Wind In The Trees - Rxs3

I am but a ghost
As I float down these streets
Sobriety's a joke
It's the comfort I miss

Fill me with toxins, empty my veins
Take off my mask, cleanse me in your name

Think of me now
As I fade away
Run with my thoughts
Keep me warm and safe

Take me this way
Or stay wild and free
Take what carries me
The wind in the trees
Escape the grasp
Of this living panic attack