Good Evening Ghost

Hey, hey!

Flying around
In a crinkled bed sheet
Haunting your walls
Scratching at them with no sense

Flew around your bedroom
For the 10,000th time this week
Memorized your posters
And your weekly magazines

Once you said it don't make sense
To fathom motions to no end
That ghosts don't cry themselves to sleep for you

Once you said it don't make sense
To fathom motions to no end
That ghosts don't cry themselves to sleep for you
For you

Hey, hey!

Poltergeist
In disguise
Phantom cold
1990s static

Once you said it don't make sense
To fathom motions to no end
That ghosts don't cry themselves to sleep for you

Once you said it don't make sense
To fathom motions to no end
That ghosts don't cry themselves to sleep for you
For you

Hey, hey!



Credits
Writer(s): Ed Lopez
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