There's a girl with a ghost surreptitiously sewn into the seam of her dress,
and it's been causing distress,
this apparition smells like death.
Though the boys stop and stare they're instinctively aware of her aura,
they detest and adore her,
though none could find the courage to say "how do".
And she wants the whole world to love her,
the perfect dress from a tailor in hell would serve her best.
There's a boy across the town with a terrible hound in the basement,
with a facial replacement,
because one day that dreaded dog got out.
Now he lives on his own an agoraphobic in his home he's a martyr,
though he longs for an answer,
he reads old books he is a voyeur he watches the world go by.
And he only wants to be normal,
he wrote a note to himself and he burned it and he tried to forget.
Now if the boys had their way she'd be deflowered in a day so they chase her,
they don't know why but they hate her,
she runs downstairs to the basement of a big old house.
She hears a sound in the darkness and so she knows she's not alone there's something waiting inside...
As the boy descends the stairs he is nervous and ensnared by the silence,
his senses scream violence,
in the gloom there's a ghost of a girl what else could it be.
As he backs to door feet scraping on the floor he is shaking,
inside he is aching to run but instead he's reaching out for the light.
It floods the room and it's blinding,
his eyes readjust and he sees he's alone in the room,
and he's left with a Brand New Suit.
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