paroles de chanson Ghostbusters? - Demo - Pacing

The sun has bleached the blood out of the carpet
And we bought a brand new twenty foot bed
We keep all of the guns under the mattress
Are you happy now?
Does it make you proud?
Do you tell her that you love her everyday?

Well my diary can't keep up with me
It's called amphetamines
I'm shooting up the ceiling every day
But it really takes the punch out of the line
To know that all this time
The monster in the closet
Was a perfectly nice guy

When the house is on fire
Blame the guy holding the match
But when the house is full of spiders
Can you really blame him for for that

When the house is too quiet
And you're standing in the ash
Just you and the guy from your closet
Well whose fault is that?

Who ya gonna call?
Who ya gonna call?
Who ya gonna call?
To clean up your mess