Don’t believe it
I don’t believe what they have to say
A tragedy strikes
Too soon [x3]

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? [x3]

And I can hear a faint cry
Deafening the woes
Of what I miss the most
Of shadows
And ghosts [x3]

And if you followed me
Well, we would go
Quiet yet comforting
Through this null

That’s how we’d go [x3]

Come and feel the phantom
Come feel it close
What you miss the most
Are shadows and ghosts
Just ghosts, just ghosts