[Intro]
[Instrumental]
[Verse 1]
When I came to, Leo was dragging me out of the lab
He said Pickman was dead
I knew I could never find the key to my past
But Leo said there was another, one last person we could get answers from we searched everywhere
Days turned into weeks
I was slowly becoming a ghost
(Fourteen. Fifty-four. Eleven. Cerebral conditioning stable)
[Verse 2]
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
[Interlude]
[Instrumental]
[Outro]
(Fourteen. Fifty-four. Eleven. Cerebral conditioning stable)