The Strand Arcade - Ghosts

Oh the voices they call me because they're always in my head
They surround me and scare me They don't realise that they're dead
Now they're moving in the colours Stroking hairs upon my head
Trying to reach through and break past trying to make some kind of contact

Now the mirror don't lie now it reflects on what it sees
Was it a trick of the light? A blink of the eye? Well what else could it be?
They keep calling you.

Now you're scared to be alone, reaching for the phone
Frightened of your own shadow
When the house starts a creaking, heart starts a beating
Only thing to say hello
Do you believe in premonitions? Is it all just fiction? Yes are playing tricks on you
Now your scared to be alone you're reaching for your phone
Frightened of your own shadow

Now they're shouting and screaming they're trying to get out of my head
I don't know now what's real coz it's all just fiction to me
Now there's movement in the half light is it them or is it me?
Trying to reach through and break pass trying to make some kind of contact

Did the door slam? Didi the lights dim? Did a cold wind blow on through?
Did someone stand on your grave? Di your hairs stand on end? Is someone calling your name?
They keep calling you

Now you're scared to be alone, reaching for the phone
Frightened of your own shadow
When the house starts a creaking, heart starts a beating
Only thing to say hello
Do you believe in premonitions? Is it all just fiction? Yes are playing tricks on you
Now your scared to be alone you're reaching for your phone
Frightened of your own shadow

They hurt on you
They're hurting you
They hurt on you
They're hurting you

Written by:
JESSICA ROSEMARY FRANCIS MILLS, TIMOTHY MARTIN POWELL

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