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P.J. Schafer - GHOST Lyrics



P.J. Schafer - GHOST Lyrics




Like a plane taking off at sundown
Without me in it
Like a leftover tree in February
From Christmas
Your ghost
It haunts my home
But dont ever go
The feeling of your presence
Is something I still adore
Maybe I regret walking out that door

Still wanna hit you up like
How ya been
Have you made new friends
Have you stopped biting your nails
I pretended
It never Bothered me
I knew the weight on your shoulders
Was more than I could see
Do you still deal with your anxiety

You
Always paranoid
All these bitches were eyein me
You
Always surrounded by dudes
As far as I could see
You you
Started hiding the truth
What was I supposed to do
I started hiding it too

Why did I do
This
I just feel so
Stupid
I got hit by
Cupids bow and arrow
Lucid dreams of you and me
Together

First saw the light when you brought it out me
Shit was cloudy
Till you parted any thought of doubting
What
I was meant to be
You saw the potential in me
Eventually I'd cook it
But you're the one who wrote the recipe

I know why I
Can't say goodbye anymore
Why I don't cry anymore
You told me light the whole world on fire
And let the gasoline pour
I put my foot to the peddle
Until that shit hit the floor

And at the time maybe I deserved it
But what's a lesson if you never learned it

I just listened to what my soul said
Now my vision is looking so clear

I need you here
I need you
I need you here
I need you
You
You
You
You
You
You
Like a plane taking off at sundown
Without me in it
Without me in it

Like a leftover tree in
February
February
From Christmas

Your ghost
It haunts my home
But dont ever go

The feeling of your presence
Is something I still adore

Maybe I regret walking out that door

Don't ever don't ever
Don't ever don't ever
Go

Don't ever go
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Like a plane taking off at sundown
Without me in it
Like a leftover tree in February
From Christmas
Your ghost
It haunts my home
But dont ever go
The feeling of your presence
Is something I still adore
Maybe I regret walking out that door

Still wanna hit you up like
How ya been
Have you made new friends
Have you stopped biting your nails
I pretended
It never Bothered me
I knew the weight on your shoulders
Was more than I could see
Do you still deal with your anxiety

You
Always paranoid
All these bitches were eyein me
You
Always surrounded by dudes
As far as I could see
You you
Started hiding the truth
What was I supposed to do
I started hiding it too

Why did I do
This
I just feel so
Stupid
I got hit by
Cupids bow and arrow
Lucid dreams of you and me
Together

First saw the light when you brought it out me
Shit was cloudy
Till you parted any thought of doubting
What
I was meant to be
You saw the potential in me
Eventually I'd cook it
But you're the one who wrote the recipe

I know why I
Can't say goodbye anymore
Why I don't cry anymore
You told me light the whole world on fire
And let the gasoline pour
I put my foot to the peddle
Until that shit hit the floor

And at the time maybe I deserved it
But what's a lesson if you never learned it

I just listened to what my soul said
Now my vision is looking so clear

I need you here
I need you
I need you here
I need you
You
You
You
You
You
You
Like a plane taking off at sundown
Without me in it
Without me in it

Like a leftover tree in
February
February
From Christmas

Your ghost
It haunts my home
But dont ever go

The feeling of your presence
Is something I still adore

Maybe I regret walking out that door

Don't ever don't ever
Don't ever don't ever
Go

Don't ever go
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Writer: Paul Schafer
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Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Paul Schafer
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