Oh why do you treat,
Treat me so ghostly,
like I’m haunting the room,
When I’m still alive and I am mostly,
Mostly dying for you.
We find our designs in other’s eyes,
But we’re so elusive to two,
And I’m here in plain sight,
So why do I feel entombed?
Why do you treat, treat me so ghostly?
With embalmed tenderness,
When you’re so alive while I wait posthumously,
For your deathless kiss
Deep in a dream, funny,
I’ve seen apperitions of you,
And I’m haunted at your side,
Like some pale-faced love-sick fool.
So why do you treat,
Treat me so ghostly?
Like I’m haunting the room.
When I’m still alive and I am mostly,
Mostly dying (ahhh),
Mostly dying (ahhh),
Mostly dying for you.
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