Ghosts

What have I done?
Once indiscriminate, once volatile
All because of that gun
I am so very vile

A plebian is what I am
So very plausible
All held back behind a dam
Regret ample

What have I done?
Once indiscriminate, once volatile
All because of that gun
I am so very vile

Why did I pulverize
Great people's lives?
Use disdain as a guise?
Cut down to size

Ghosts haunt me
In such close proximity
Apparitions only I can see
Aghast at what they've done to me

What have I done?
Once indiscriminate, once volatile
All because of that gun
I am so very vile

Inaudible ghosts
Only known to me
My regret a thing to boast
Proclaiming my effigy

What have I done?
Once indiscriminate, once volatile
All because of that gun
I am so very vile

Ghosts
Ghosts
Ghosts
Goodbye