Haunting Me!

I was born and raised, not the ideal son

Simply life's caesarian,

a scar that's left to heal

The end's the only way

I'd learned how all move on,

but if nothing's really there...

It's haunting me

Is this all I'll be? (Haunting me)

Old, alone, cold and scared

Is this all I am?

Haunt me

Torn from the skin of a woman without sin

Only left to be this hollow shell

And if death is not the end,

I'll be with her again

with nothing left to see...

It's haunting me!

Is this all I'll be? (Haunting me)

Old, alone, cold and scared

Is this all I am?

Haunt me, haunt me

It's haunting me!

Is this all I'll be?

Old, alone

Is this all I am?

Haunt me, haunt me

It's haunting me!