I'm a walkin ghost trapped on this earth//
no powers, no voice, just a cruel fatal curse//
roam these streets everyday and watch it turn to slums//
seen by everyone, touch everything, but notice by none//
cold and numb, just hold my tongue//
we buildin tons as the world crumbles to crumbs//
the more we build, the more enviroment we kill//
a way from will, to good to be real//
ya seem to be blind to these facts, my third eye sees clear//
but when ur a ghost in this world, no one really cares//
by time the problem's confronted, the situations out of hand//
its always way to late, we destroyed our land//
as I roam these ruins and our forest becomes desert sands//
I realize we'll all become ghost once we finally understand//