Don't believe it I don't believe what they have to say A tragedy strikes to soon Too soon... Too soon Come and feel the phantom Come feel it close What you miss the most Is what you'll miss the most Won't believe it! I won't believe what they have to say My god! What have they done to you? Done to you? Done to you? And I can hear a faint cry Deafening the woes... Of what I miss the most Of shadows and ghosts And ghosts... And ghosts! And if you followed me... Well we would go Quiet yet comforting Through this null That's how we'd go... That's how we'd go. That's how we'd go... Come and feel the phantom Come feel it close What you miss the most Are shadows and ghosts Just ghosts... Just ghosts!