Life After Des’ree

I don’t want to see a ghost, 
Though it’s not the sight that I fear most
And it’s hard to say what that would be, actually.
If you scroll through the list of
Usual suspects
There’s nothing that really stands out as the worst, a curse or blight on my psyche

Until, I guess, yeah, I had something to lose
So instead of some phantom leaving me spooked
I just kind of dread the concept of life without you

Fear is the price we pay for love
Dooooo doodoo dooo

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