Smells Like Actual Teen Spirits

There's a spirit in my house When one door closes Another one opens When I hear a sound at night I hope nobody kills me As I'm sleeping deeply I hear you singing from the hallway I'm haunted by the sound wave I hide Into a crawl space You kept the candles in the attic The lights were automatic I wouldn't feel so bad if You could tell me what you need I know it's ghostly business I hope you're closely finished If you told me what you need Then you could get some sleep And I could rest in peace