Ghost in the Room

Haunted Memories: A Melancholic Tale of Love's Ghost
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Lyrics

There’s a ghost in this house, In every damn room

There’s a presence of haunting memories throughout this house.

I know no one is there, But good lord I swear

Despite rational understanding, there's a strong conviction of sensing a familiar presence.

She looks just like you

The apparition resembles the person being addressed.

She comes dancing in, Like you used to do

The ghost mirrors past actions and behaviors, reminiscent of the addressed person's previous mannerisms.

Wearing your favorite dress, putting me to the test

Recollection of familiar elements, like clothing, and a sense of being tested by these memories.

As I smell your perfume

A sensory recall, reminiscent of the person's fragrance, deepening the haunting feeling.

Call me a priest, a preacher or two

Desperation for spiritual intervention to rid the house of this haunting presence.

Someone get holy water, A gallon will do

A plea for purification, using symbolic holy water to cleanse the environment.

Alone in this house, and it feels more like a tomb

The solitude in the house amplifies the sense of emptiness and despair.

I don’t rest in peace, not knowing if she cares

The inability to find peace due to uncertainty about the ghost's feelings.

Only dead thing about her, Is the love we once shared

The only aspect of the ghost that's deceased is the past love shared.

Her memory still haunts me, I can’t take this taunting

The memories of the person haunt, causing distress and mental torment.

There's a ghost in the room

Reiteration of the presence of a haunting spirit in the room.

Well, I walk down the halls

Walking through the house brings encounters with spaces that were once filled with memories.

And see empty frames

Seeing frames that used to hold cherished moments, now devoid of those memories.

Once filled with good times

Reflecting on the past joyful times that have elapsed.

That are now passed away

The reminiscence of good times that have now come to an end.

Her scents on my pillow But her heart didn’t stay

Physical remnants of the person's presence linger, though emotionally departed.

Skeleton’s in the closet, and if I’m being honest

Admitting personal responsibility for the separation or loss of the person.

I drove her away

Acknowledgment of actions that drove the person away.

Call me a priest, a preacher or two

Repeated call for spiritual assistance to alleviate the haunting presence.

Someone get holy water, A gallon will do

Continued plea for purification using symbolic holy water.

Alone in this house, and it feels more like a tomb

The isolation intensifies the feeling of the house being a place of death rather than life.

I don’t rest in peace, not knowing she cares

The inability to find peace due to uncertainty about the ghost's emotional state.

Only dead thing about her, Is the love we once shared

Emphasizing that the only aspect of the past love that remains is its demise.

Her memory still haunts me, I can’t take this taunting

The memories continue to emotionally torment, creating distress.

There's a ghost in the room

Reiteration of the presence of a haunting spirit in the room.

Call me a priest, a preacher or two

Repeated plea for spiritual intervention to alleviate the haunting presence.

Someone get holy water, A gallon will do

Continued plea for purification using symbolic holy water.

Alone in this house, and it feels more like a tomb

The isolation intensifies the feeling of the house being a place of death rather than life.

I don’t rest in peace, not knowing if she cares

The inability to find peace due to uncertainty about the ghost's emotional state.

Only dead thing about her, Is the love we once shared

Emphasizing that the only aspect of the past love that remains is its demise.

Her memory still haunts me, I can’t take this taunting

The memories continue to emotionally torment, creating distress.

There's a ghost in the room

Reiteration of the presence of a haunting spirit in the room.

Her memory still haunts me, I can’t take this taunting

Continued emotional torment due to lingering memories of the person.

There's a ghost in the room

Final confirmation of the haunting presence in the room.

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