Two knocks
On the front door and you woke up
No one there but you don't feel alone
Call me crying in your fear
Doors locked
Jesus on the cross, the walls talk
You think I think you're lying but I don't
Whatever's true to you is all your own
I don't believe in
Spirits slamming doors to tell me
Spirits slamming doors to tell me something
My imagination's cursed
You believe in ghosts, I think it's worse
Sometimes you're kind of on one
One spirit haunts you, one is your god
You think I think you're lying but I don't
Whatever's true to me is all my own
I don't believe in
Spirits slamming doors to tell me
Spirits slamming doors to tell me something
My imagination's cursed
You believe in ghosts, I think it's worse
I don't believe in
