Ghosts by National Skyline Lyrics

I can feel you angel in my room
I could feel your ghost within my hand and
You're hovering and accelerate
I love you in the shape of swirling gas
I love you in the shape of swirling gas
Have you come here to bring bad news ?
Oh my god its not so simple, simple
I could comb your hair with out a mirror
You could disappear into thin air and
Your hovering accelerate
I love you in the shape of swirling gas
I love you in the shape of swirling gas
Have you come here to bring bad news ?
Oh my god its not so simple, simple
I could follow you down to the place where you died
I won't have too much fun
I've got a new place to hide
I've got terrible thoughts and
A tear in my heart and
You've got a brand new voice it makes terrible noise
You've got a brand new voice it makes terrible noise