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Scared of Ghosts Video (MV)




Performed By: Al Fresco
Length: 3:40
Written by: Alex Rowe




Al Fresco - Scared of Ghosts Lyrics




Lonely
Got codewords
Say "that's my homies"
When I've got two phones
Trust me
No, you can't trust me

The way you run away when you want it
Ashamed, still you flaunt it
But your days stay haunted, I know
We're way too old to be scared of ghosts
Lies getting out of control
How'd things get so overgrown?
Put the phone on hold, wait till it blow over-whelmed
Why're we going through this all by ourselves?
Maybe I know you and you know me too well
And asking for your help's bad for my health
Now that I'm

Lonely
Got codewords
Say "that's my homies"
When I've got two phones
Trust me
No, you can't trust me

Rush me, no, no
Please do not rush me
Gotta move at my own pace
I need a little space
Time to forget your face
Girl, you don't have one
No, you don't have one
You are a phantom

We're way too old to be scared of ghosts
Cold, glowing white, two feet afloat
I'm way too bold, so I approach
Eyes open wide, feet on the floor

Maybe I can run, but I can't hide
My head under the sand, getting tan lines on my neck
I ain't gonna run, I'ma tread light
Watching where I step like it's landmines everywhere
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Lonely
Got codewords
Say "that's my homies"
When I've got two phones
Trust me
No, you can't trust me

The way you run away when you want it
Ashamed, still you flaunt it
But your days stay haunted, I know
We're way too old to be scared of ghosts
Lies getting out of control
How'd things get so overgrown?
Put the phone on hold, wait till it blow over-whelmed
Why're we going through this all by ourselves?
Maybe I know you and you know me too well
And asking for your help's bad for my health
Now that I'm

Lonely
Got codewords
Say "that's my homies"
When I've got two phones
Trust me
No, you can't trust me

Rush me, no, no
Please do not rush me
Gotta move at my own pace
I need a little space
Time to forget your face
Girl, you don't have one
No, you don't have one
You are a phantom

We're way too old to be scared of ghosts
Cold, glowing white, two feet afloat
I'm way too bold, so I approach
Eyes open wide, feet on the floor

Maybe I can run, but I can't hide
My head under the sand, getting tan lines on my neck
I ain't gonna run, I'ma tread light
Watching where I step like it's landmines everywhere
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Writer: Alex Rowe
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