Ghost lost what's the cost? Post
Ghost Moist what's the lost? Post
Ghost host what's the cost? Post
Ghost post what's the lost? Ghost
Ghost play ghost! What's the price? Lost
Ghost play host ! What's the cost? Most
Ghost play lost ! What's the host? Cost
Ghost play toast! What's the price? Host
Ghost your brain is no brain what's the lost? Me insane!
Ghost your dinner is ready what's your salad type? No brain!
Ghost your feet are cold what's your dresser hold? No chain
Ghost your life is so frozen what's your temperature like? No pain
Ghost your sticky people around you ! What's up next? Hell main!
Ghost your stupid people had arrived! What do you do now? Menopause sin!
Ghost you can't even do that! What do you say now? Dead inn!
Ghost your imaginary friend is fake! Where is your friend? Men oh pause again!
Ghost if you are creepy statues now! Where you go in? Oh in garbage bin!
Ghost you are a scare crow where do you live now? At home again!
Ghost you play your self game every time why is all that? I don't know when!
Ghost your power is supernatural! Where do you hide it? Their title pin!
Ghost your cry is your only noise why is that you stay quiet? My quite skin
Ghost what's like to be you? Where do you land our people? My trash bin
Ghost if you are a psychic reader what do you tell me? You are not a win
Ghost if you open your fridge what do you have inside? All shown stain
Ghost if you walk me in your mind what's hidden inside? All shown remain
Ghost if you want to be happy what do I do for you? Don't step in
Now my turn to speak with you ok!
I wouldn't say a word I am expecting a stay!
Okay okay here I come and here I go
Every blow will drag it's show
But me personally I set things on the go
But your stay made me blowing a dough
Look ghost don't speak but they peek
And ghost don't just peek and sneak
Ghost are high and your door is low
Lost in your kind well you just need a blow!
The mean ones will rule the meany one
But ghost will outsmart them till they're gone
I am just a ghost not your perfect none
But haunting is my treat when people run
And mounting their views is an old dry bun
But ghost will show itself to people's gun
