Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...
I can hear her late at night
Rattling along the corridor
Wearing my name around my neck
I'd long forgotten who I was
So I rebel with the ghost
Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading
Used to fall for it all
Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...
A spectre of your former self
No reflection in the mirror
When you least expect
Wearing my name around my neck
Apparently just self-possessed
So I rebel with the ghost
Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading
Holding on to the wall
Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...
I rebel with the ghost
Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading
Used to fall for it all
Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation
I rebel with the ghost
Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading
Holding on to the wall
Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...
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