glass cake
closet ghost
figured it outand I don't have to be in this town anymorethere's a ghost in my closetsaying I've heard this all beforeand I don't need crackers in my soupand I don't need to be around youso they turn their ghosts to skeletonsand they sail away in violenceso when I sayyou'd better listen to meso when I sayyou'd better listenok ok ok ok1 2 3 41 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 41 2 3 4
From Letras Mania