Ghost

You came out with a towel on
The tips of your toes
Move across the floor
Do you hear my voice
I hope you have that haunting
Feeling when your hands
Hit upon that door
To the room that we shared

Ghost
Ghost
I feel like a
Ghost
Ghost

Do you leave the light on
Or is the hall safe
I'm just a mile away
Your annoying boomerang
Time stands still
When you throw up again
The dust around my art
Not forgotten
In the room that we shared

Ghost
Ghost
When you're needing more than sex
Ghost
Ghost
When you're looking through the glass
Ghost
Ghost
Will the ceiling finally collapse
Ghost
Ghost

Ghost
Ghost
When you're needing more than sex
Ghost
Ghost
When you're looking through the glass
Ghost
Ghost
Will the ceiling finally collapse
Ghost
Ghost

I feel like a ghost
I feel like a ghost
I feel like a ghost
I feel like a ghost



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Matos
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