Would You Believe Me

Leila Harris

I still make wishes on eyelashes
And I beckon a ladybird to sit on my thumb
I can't tell you that I miss you already
Because of that one line from that sad film
She says "It's appalling,
What a blasphemous disgrace."
I think it must be exhausting living that way,
So caught up in the mundane
Would you believe me
If I told you the bathrooms are haunted
And when the light
Flickers at night
I tap the back of my hand three times
And when you look out
Can you say we're all alone
I am now a child fully grown
What's the harm of believing in the unbelievable
I think the implication
Of a spooky infestation
In the hours of the evening
Is that ghosts have night vision
And I think the explanation
Of 1963
Could be attributed to the determination of a governing body
It's a little like that time in 2009
When the dead man at my window wouldn't leave me alone
And when you lay awake at night
Can you promise the shadows aren't alive
Would you believe me
If I told you the bathrooms are haunted
And when the light
Flickers at night
I tap the back of my hand three times
And when you look out
Can you say we're all alone
I am now a child fully grown
What's the harm of believing in the unbelievable
Can you hear them calling for you?
Have you been here once before?
Can you trace your every lifetime
All the way into the floor?
Can you hear them calling for you?
Have you been here once before?
Can you trace your every lifetime
All the way into the floor?
Can you hear them calling for you? (I think the implication
Of a spooky infestation in the hours of the evening
Is that ghosts have night vision and I)
Have you been here once before? (Think the explanation of 1963 could be attributed to the determination of the body. It's a)
Can you trace your every lifetime (Little like that time in 2009 when the dead man at my window wouldn't leave me alone and when you)
All the way into the floor? (Lay awake at night, can you promise the shadows aren't alive?)

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