Staring at the rose
I watched it till it died
When it decomposed
I placed it by your side
Staring at the rose
I watched it till it died
When it decomposed
I placed it by your side
And you looked spooky
Like some broken doll
And lie next to you
Just waiting
Waiting for your ghost to call
Just waiting for your ghost to call
Just waiting for your ghost to call
And come back and haunt me
Copy paste is a sin, always on the run is better
Staring at the rose
I watched it till it died
And when it decomposed
I placed it by your side
And you looked spooky
Like some broken doll
And lie next to you
Just waiting
Waiting for your ghost to call
Waiting for your ghost to call
Waiting for your ghost to call
And come back and haunt me
Waiting for your ghost to call
Waiting for your ghost to call
I'm waiting for your ghost to call
And come back and haunt me
I'm waiting for your ghost to come
I'm waiting for your ghost to come
I'm waiting for your ghost to come
I'm waiting for your ghost to come
I'm waiting for your ghost to come
I'm waiting for your ghost to come
And come back and haunt me
And come back and haunt me
And come back and haunt me
And come back and haunt me

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