注释:August 15, 2003 1:01 AMTabbed out By Mattson Jones (xxrandomxx)(Guitar Correction by. Jesse Miller)San Jose, CA(Vocal Arrangement by. Jesse Miller)We think the dreamers died with-in us.When all our answers never cameWe hid the truth beneath oursk-inbut,our shadows never looked the sameA ghostis all that's left.Of every-thingwe swore we ne-verwould for-get.We tried to bleed the sicknessbut wedrainedourhearts in-stead.We arewe are thedead.And when we couldn't stopthebleed-ingwe held our hearts over the flameWe couldn't help but callittrea-son.After that we couldn't fill our brains.After that our shadows never looked the same.A ghostis all that's left.Of every-thingwe swore we ne-verwould for-get.We tried to bleed the sicknessbut wedrainedourhearts in-stead.We arewe are thedead.YEEEEAH!!!A ghostis all that's left.Of every-thingwe swore we ne-verwould for-get.We tried to bleed the sicknessbut wedrainedourhearts in-stead.We arewe are thedead.The ghost of ev-ery thingwe thought butne-ver saidWe tried to bleed the sickness but we drainedourhearts in-stead.We are theones who lostour faith.We dug our-selvesan ear-lygrave.We arethe deadCANWEBESAVED?when we couldn't stopthebleed-ingTre-asonPick Slide