Lyrics

Baby My life's been going pretty crazy I said hello you just ignored me And now I gotta know your name Spooky The way you talk just like you knew me The way it's like you're looking through me And now I gotta know your game Something's not adding up Pale as a polaroid Standing on the roof top Maybe I'm just paranoid Someone passes by and then they ask me if I came alone Oh woah She's a ghost She's a Oh woah Always sneaking off Oh woah She's a ghost She's manipulating, agitating, complicating everything She's activating circulating deprecating thoughts and now I'm contemplating whether I'll be walking out the door Memories It's always felt as if they haunt me I'm second guessing my own psyche Because I like the way you sound Deathly The disregard for what my eyes see The fact that everybody warned me And now I'm six feet underground Something's not adding up Pale as a polaroid Standing on the roof top Maybe I'm just paranoid Someone passes by and then they ask me if I came alone Oh woah She's a ghost She's a Oh woah Always sneaking off Oh woah She's a ghost She's manipulating, agitating, complicating everything She's activating circulating deprecating thoughts and now I'm contemplating whether I'll be walking out the door Oh woah She's a ghost She's a Oh woah Always sneaking off Oh woah She's a ghost She's manipulating, agitating, complicating everything She's activating circulating deprecating thoughts and now I'm contemplating whether I'll be walking out the door
Writer(s): Warwick Thomas Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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