Andy Alexandre Marcel - Ghosts Stories lyrics

I'm in a room full of bodies, it's packed man I lost everyone I cared about, those are just their remains They are memories, images, photos, Bodies I cannot touch, I can merely see They're lesser versions of who they were They are reruns that air, they fill the spots They're episodes I've already watched Condensed, they're dumbed down and their intents shrunken down They're ghosts, hovering, walking past, shuffling through They speak to me and I can't hear a sound, they're on mute These ghosts came to haunt me When we collide, I get the chills My heart skips And they steal my essence, and they still me I get tense and my face trickles with sweat It's like they know everything about me That is all, I'm Pac-Man in a room full of ghosts All these bodies, and I've never felt more alone I can't take the credit for it all, so let's call it a loan I'm not the man I'm used to be I'm barely me, I'm barely real Faces are looking at me, they talk to me, and I can't hear a sound It's like I'm going deaf or I'm being d**h These people want to get at me They're so real, more real than I will ever be They touch me, to save me, to grab me, pull me to reality But it's futile, I won't let them, they go right through me It's like they know nothing about me Scarred by many past frustrations, I woke up a ghost I am embedded in their lives, and I am a fading piece They are grasping at straws trying to find me I wonder how they will swallow the news, when they find out I'm now gone, I'm a ghost in a room full of Pac-Mans