I'm bored

Look around the corner

There's a friendly ghost, so familiar

I'd rather tell him to go away if I were you, since it's known to get to your darkest secrets

And push them to the border of your spirit

One time he told me he would cut my eyes, and lay them in front of a wall

I'm not scared enough of him to care about these

But you should always be careful

My beautiful friendly ghost, come back to me sometime

I will show you why I'm more scared of what's real than what's inside the other side