Ghosts Along The Mississippi

In the morning it takes me quite a while to clear my head

And as the day moves on

I find it hard to smile at something said

So I took control, priority #1, and that's me

Then I cut the dragons head off and put away my gun

So let it be

I'm dying prematurely,

I'm wasting my life for sure

I'm trying to kill what's happening to me

A ghost along the

Mississippi

I never thought before, a life could be so strange, but it is

And I guess my one a day, became 10 or 12 or more and more

But I've got a gift, it's something called my friends or love

With them and

I combined,

I'll beat an early end

It's been done before

Nothing of passing away, or losing just one more day

I'm dying to kill what's wrong with me

A ghost along the

Mississippi

Can't happen to me

Won't do it to me