(Hook)

What does it matter if I turn into a ghost

What does it matter

Forgotten way too long, someone dust out the abode

(The abode)

What does it matter if I turn into a ghost

What does it matter

Forgotten way too long, faded name in the stone

(In the stone)

(Verse 1)

Wrote the will a couple weeks ago

Familia, amigos don’t know my real soul

Gossip through the walls, invisibly present

Christmas comes again, but my name feelin’ distant

Livin’ themes of the Carol, I think Dickens is writin’ me

Chopped up for a sample, like everythin' I do is incorrectly

Tragic livin' I wish I wasn’t so lonely

I wrote a story, ‘bout a man who was a nobody

Who found somebody, a dream I seem to keep on fleein’ (fleein’)

Wish I had the courage to keep on talkin’

Introverted in my ways, like I’m some bitch’s side piece (piece)

(Hook)

What does it matter if I turn into a ghost

What does it matter

Forgotten way too long, someone dust out the abode

(The abode)

What does it matter if I turn into a ghost

What does it matter

Forgotten way too long, faded name in the stone

(In the stone)

(Verse 2)

I’m tired and I’m lonely

Fuck all the fakeness you hide

Be real when you look me in my eyes

I’m getting to that point where I’m wishin’

Venture off, create a new vision

New name, new dude, a new way of livin'

New name, new dude, a new way of livin'

(Hook)

What does it matter if I turn into a ghost

What does it matter

Forgotten way too long, someone dust out the abode

(The abode)

What does it matter if I turn into a ghost

What does it matter