distractions 1 : the opposite s** there's a ghost in the hall and its waiting out for ya there's a ghost in the hall and it's looking over you when it calls when it calls i can't help but be amused when it calls when it calls what the f** am i supposed to do? its a ghost. i let him go him go let him go but it keeps on creeping in i let it go let it go but how can i pretend i wanted this? i want to be involved with a man i want to feel him all and within i want to fall in love once again cause it controls me so how can i become the victim? it's a game, but i can't help but play it i can't blame it all on creaking floorboards and slammed doors you know i'm that b**h thats running straight into the woods i trip, and jason goes and gets me good, you'll roll your eyes cause i was safe at home. how can i become immortal? save me from incessant boredom don't neglect me with your weapons even if it k**s me flings me up into the ceiling makes me have a demon baby, whatever whatever, whatever