Gatsby's American Dream Apparition
it's a broken house
bloody handprints on the wall
ghosts out in the hall
that's where mamma lives
i still hear her calling out my name
singing im sorry now
i didn't mean to hurt you like i did
i always wanted to make a change
i always offer the worst in me
all of my hate, all my anger, all of my self-loathing
you can't go wrong if you bring love
i'm a broken man blood on my hands
ghosts out in the hall
just ignore them all
but i still hear them
i can't hear her
i won't die here
time to fly, time to fight, time to be a better man