She is a weeknight crier And a screamer on the weekend She wants eternal hellfire Triple six, no god in heaven She's a lover of chaos She might just perform a seance Really wants to feel less alone She tries to become friends with ghosts 'Cause they care for her And make her feel Like she is loved And they're still Real to her Real to her Real to her Real to her She saw the grim reaper And he was dressed in white Only ghosts will keep her She sees them every night Doesn't care about the future She's running from the rumors That she likes to talk to Yokai Just wants see the afterlife She cares for them Like no one could And they love her Like no one would Ever again Ever again