Am I real?
Am I here?
Ghost girl can disappear
Trees made of plaster
A sky of paint
If I could ride on a cloud and escape this place
This fate
Touch my skin
Feel the heat?
I'm a ghost girl
Just incomplete
This house of plastic
Won't keep me safe
Gotta find my way out before it breaks
Am I dead?
I can't say
The window seems bright today
This feels familiar
My skin is warm
I've been fooled by thoughts like this before
Ghost girl's felt chills before
Risking my fate
To live this lie
Why ghost girl's afraid to hide
This house of plastic
Won't keep me safe
Gotta find my way out before I break
I am real
Won't disappear
This ghost girl is here