Festive Phantom Paradise
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
Cobwebs deck the harrowed halls
Billiards of broken bulbs
Spirits glow against the walls
Haunted games and puzzled skulls
Missing mistletoe is found
Kissing thistles grown in ice
Buried in the frozen ground
Festive phantom paradise
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
Ah ah
Kissing thistles grown in ice
Buried in the frozen ground
Festive phantom paradise
(Paradise, paradise)
Ghouls play pool in pantyhose
Frosted windows breathe in code
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
Growing thorns of winter rose
Air speaks to the dead abode
(Dead abode, dead abode)
Knock Knock
No one's ever home
(Dead abode, dead abode)
But yet the house is full of eyes
(Dead abode, dead abode)
(Dead abode, dead abode)
A place where Christmas whispers roam
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
(Dead abode, dead abode)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
Paradise
Ah ah
But yet the house is full of eyes
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
Ah ah
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
Cobwebs deck the harrowed halls
Billiards of broken bulbs
Spirits glow against the walls
Haunted games and puzzled skulls
Missing mistletoe is found
Kissing thistles grown in ice
Buried in the frozen ground
Festive phantom paradise
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
Ah ah
Kissing thistles grown in ice
Buried in the frozen ground
Festive phantom paradise
(Paradise, paradise)
Ghouls play pool in pantyhose
Frosted windows breathe in code
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
(Paradise, paradise)
Growing thorns of winter rose
Air speaks to the dead abode
(Dead abode, dead abode)
Knock Knock
No one's ever home
(Dead abode, dead abode)
But yet the house is full of eyes
(Dead abode, dead abode)
(Dead abode, dead abode)
A place where Christmas whispers roam
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
(Dead abode, dead abode)
(Paradise, paradise, paradise)
Paradise
Ah ah
But yet the house is full of eyes
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
Festive phantom paradise
Ah ah
Credits
Writer(s): April Salisbury-white
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