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She can thrill me,
she can try to kill me,
she can hide and tell me
that I’ll never be free.

She can scream,
she can lift a beam,
she can call me mean,
or appear in my dreams.

She can make my pictures fall,
talk and laugh upon the wall

but every time she’ll test my might
I will always win my fight! ‘cause

She can’t feel,
she can’t understand that she’s not real!
She can’t breath,
she can’t understand that she’s not here!

In my park
she can paint her mark,
with a little spark
make it burn in the dark.

But she’s a louse
creeping in my house,
livin’ like a mouse,
up and down from her hideout

Time has come for her to leave,
move her ass away from here!

Turn it’s mine to test her might:
”Show me, ghost, which are your rights!”

She can’t feel,
she can’t understand that she’s not real!
She can’t breath,
she can’t understand that she’s not here!

She can’t feel,
she can’t understand that she’s not real!
She can’t breath,
she can’t understand that she’s not here!

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