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You ghost visits every night at midnight I can hear the clanking of your chains First it frightened me but now somehow I'm glad to see you've come again And I used to be so terrified to hear you Moaning like the hinges on the door But now that late night sound is like a lullaby to me Though I know I won't be sleeping anymore I know I won't be sleeping anymore Your ghost, your ghost Opens the door Your ghost, your ghost Don't scare me no more Don't scare me no more Every night we sit up in the darkness Talk about whatever's on your mind Someone did away with you and so you're doomed to limbo That's another theory you've opined That's a spooky theory you've opined Your ghost, your ghost Creeps on the floor Your ghost, your ghost

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