Digging Graves In My Living Room

Red Roses In Full Bloom

A Hanging Lamp Floats Down The Hall



I Believe In Ghosts

Though Ghosts I Never See

Ghosts Are In My House

They're Making Fun Of Me

I Can't Wake Up

From This Nightmare



Slamming Doors When I Try To Sleep

See Me Scared The More They Reap

Breaking Out Of Closets In My Halls.