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I made friends with a ghost
We hang out almost every night
When i'm lying in my bed
He creeps into my head
He fills me with dread
And everything is fine
I made friends with a creep
He sticks a needle in his arm
When i'm lying in my bed
He stole everything i had
I still let him hang around
Cause everything is fine
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