@migu music@

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 number one, 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, how life could be so strange

And I guess my one a day, became ten or twelve or more and 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

No timing, of passing away, of losing just one more day

I'm vying to kill what's wrong with me, yes I am

A ghost along the Mississippi

Can't happen to me

Won't do it to me

Destroying what's got hold of me

No more a ghost of Mississippi