(Verse 1)
Well, Travis lives where the shadows creep,
In the walls of this old apartment, he don’t sleep.
A crackhead dreamer with a heart of stone,
Whispers in the night, he’s always alone.

(Chorus)
Oh, Travis, the ghost in the hall,
Creepin’ and crawlin’, he’s seen it all.
A pervert’s grin and a thief’s quick hand,
In the walls of this place, he makes his stand.

(Verse 2)
He’s got a story that’s hard to tell,
Lost in the echoes of his own private hell.
With a bottle in hand and a mind that’s gone,
He’s just a lost soul, tryin’ to hold on.

(Chorus)
Oh, Travis, the ghost in the hall,
Creepin’ and crawlin’, he’s seen it all.
A pervert’s grin and a thief’s quick hand,
In the walls of this place, he makes his stand.

(Bridge)
But deep down inside, there’s a flicker of light,
A boy who once dreamed, now lost in the night.
If walls could talk, oh, the tales they’d share,
Of a man named Travis, who once had a prayer.

(Chorus)
Oh, Travis, the ghost in the hall,
Creepin’ and crawlin’, he’s seen it all.
A pervert’s grin and a thief’s quick hand,
In the walls of this place, he makes his stand.

(Outro)
So raise a glass to the ones we forget,
To the cracks in the walls, and the lives full of regret.
Here’s to Travis, may he find his way,
In the heart of the night, where the shadows play.