Ghosts are in the ceiling
They're underneath the floor
They're hanging in the cupboards
And folded up in drawers
They're packed away in boxes
Stacked in garden sheds
They're the pain beneath your rib cage
They're the voices in your head
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Ghosts are in the ceiling
They're underneath the floor
They're hanging in the cupboards
And folded up in drawers
They're packed away in boxes
Stacked in garden sheds
They're the pain beneath your rib cage
They're the voices in your head