Will Solomon haunted

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Truth, well it won't leave.
I hear the tires in the night grip the gravel up the drive, you've got company.
It send chills through my bones. i sleep with the lights on now and we both know it's because you can't let go.
Oh, You
Well You're haunted.
My love it keeps growing, but i don't want to fall for you.
Because lets be honest, Oh, you're haunted.
I'm spooked by the shadows that frequent these halls, i know it's your mind thats run off and i'm rattled.
Oh, i see my breath when I pray you board the house, call a priest and chain those gates and end those days.
Oh, You
Well You're haunted.
My love it keeps growing, but i don't want to fall for you.
Because lets be honest, Oh, you're haunted.
Oh, You
Well You're haunted.
My love it keeps growing, but i don't want to fall for you.
Because lets be honest, Oh, you're haunted.

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