Ghost
Reflections of the past in the bag
Experience in hand for one last chance
A breath of fresh air to get back up on
Schooldays, the best days yet?
University, what’s better than this?
Work, is this the end of the set?
Ghosts reveal themselves at night
Ghosts catch up with you at the haunted house
Ghosts gives you momentary frights
Don’t trade in your friends
Models aren’t categorized
Introductions aren’t to be organized
Photo albums we all keep tucked away
Videos we can see on the web today
Memories we hold in the soul at bay
Ghosts, they dine in your head
Ghosts, they’re better off dead
Ghosts, they always get you scared
We can chant along to our favourite song
and dance together till the dead of night
But keep your head, keep your faith
Life will test it all, it’s just a matter of time
Our hearts we keep shielded at all times
Our tongues we cut off at the stroke of twelve
Our eyes we clean ourselves to spare our fall
Ghosts are thought to be a myth
Ghosts cannot walk in our promised land
Ghosts will echo in your head
Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts
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