Drown me in neon (i am a ghost)

This song is called drown me in neon (I am ghost)
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Lyrics in the description:
Words like these reveal I’m a ghost,
A man haunted the most,
People try to box me in lately,
But I know there’s still some that hate me.

I don’t give a damn if they think it’s what I earned,
Walking through a world that shifts,
Scars left on me from lessons learned,
But I keep moving—gotta exist.

Baby, I keep talking to myself,
Not able to find solid ground,
Like the walls are talking, their lips are the shelf,
Holding it all together as I feel myself drown...

And yeah babe, it hurts so good,
When I don’t feel like I should,
Driving fast but standing still,
Chasing ghosts over empty hills.
Yeah... been driving all night, ain't nowhere to go...
Shadows stretch long when you're running from ghosts...

Words like these reveal I’m a ghost,
A man haunted the most,
People try to box me in lately,
But I know there’s still some that hate me.

I don’t give a damn if they think it’s what I earned,
Walking through a world that shifts,
Scars left on me from lessons learned,
But I keep moving—gotta exist.

Baby, I keep talking to myself,
Not able to find solid ground,
Like the walls are talking, their lips are the shelf,
Holding it all together as I feel myself drown...

And yeah babe, it hurts so good,
When I don’t feel like I should,
Driving fast but standing still,
Chasing ghosts over empty hills.

Dead roads, burnt signs, nothing but echoes in my mind,
Got a hundred scars, ain't none that I’d rewind.
Keep the past where it lay, I ain’t calling it mine,
Let it sink with the weight, I ain't pressing rewind.

Had to learn that silence got its own kinda sound,
Every voice in my head tryna pull me down,
But the radio's static plays my tune,
A song for the lost, a hymn to the moon.

And yeah babe, it hurts so good,
When I don’t feel like I should,
Driving fast but standing still,
Chasing ghosts over empty hills.

Maybe I was never meant to stop moving... maybe I'm just another ghost.