I think there's something on the ceiling I swear there's something in the wall And then from nothing, comes a feeling Well, I've been summoned to the call And I've been chasing ghosts For way too many years Living underground And drowning in my fear Whispers interweave me through the mirror And I've been chasing ghosts And I know It's unhealthy for me to keep wailing on the phantom down the hall And my past keeps creeping on my knees And fated to the fall But I've been chasing ghosts For way too many years Living underground And drowning in my fear Whispers interweave me through the mirror And I've been chasing And I've been chasing And I've been chasing ghosts I've been chasing ghosts I've been chasing ghosts I've been chasing ghosts