Paint It Black Ghosts Lyrics
We rattle chains, and we question how we are trained.
We speak words profane.
We'll be banging pots and pans until you understand:
We're following a different plan.
Tried to live the good life, I just wasn't good enough.
Tried to live the simple life, I wasn't simple enough.
Tried to live the high life, I couldn't get high enough.
We won't let you forget.
Written by: Daniel Jack Armstrong, Michael B. Nelson
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.