Ghost Stories

The look you had

I'm looking back it wasn't there

You said yourself you

Always try to disappear

Are you just scaring away

Scaring away the other people

But I'm all right

You can look away look away

But it's still there

Frightened by the stories

Girl that they tell

But it's easy cause its easy

Cause you just scared

But is it real

It's late at night It's late

But oh don't run away

Frightened by these lights

I got on my face

Don't scream or cry or

Scream think of other people

It's not alright

A noise it came from nothing

Now where did it come from

I'm sure that you're convinced

It's something to run from

You keep hidden away hidden away

Because you're scared

But it is real

It is real

We're all God's children

We're all born sinning

Oh Lord Are we lost Are we saved

We're all God's children

We're all born sinning

So I'll laugh or

I'll burn in the blaze