We’re in a crowded room. It’s just me and you
We’re on a crowded tomb it’s just me and you
where’d these ghosts come from?

We’re on a crowded tomb, traveling around your moon
Traveling around your constellation without any sudden hesitation
I see your reflection, I made the connection
just tell me, just let me know where’d these ghosts come from?

You shouldn’t boast a lot. Ghosts of my own I’ve got
Ghosts of my own. I’ve got to let them. I’ve got to let them breathe
And you ask me...
How dare you ask me
Where’d these ghosts come from