haunted by dead people

I see dead people everywhere I wander through the shadows where the echoes dwell, Whispers in the alleys, man, I know ‘em well, Ghosts of ambition haunt me, they don’t ever tell, Life’s a twisted fable, trapped inside a shell. Eyes wide open, but the world’s still blind, Searching for the signs that the dead left behind, Memories like smoke, in the night they unwind, Chasing lost souls, yeah, I’m losing my mind. Every corner’s haunted, every street’s a grave, Lessons in the silence, only silence can save, I see dead people, like they’re part of the wave, Living in the shadows, where the brave misbehave. Life’s a cryptic canvas, painted dark and deep, Dreams of the departed, in my thoughts they creep, I’m spitting for the lost, while the living just sleep, In this haunted narrative, the secrets I keep.