There's a haunt in my house
It's a big old house
And it breathes like I breathe
And it lives like I live
But I won
Yet I won the good fight against my own demons
But the fact still remains
There's something wrong with this place
There's a bridge that we all know
And with a cross overhead, you know nobody grows cold
And it breathes like I breathe
But I won the good fight when it reached out to me
But the fact still remains
There's something wrong with that place
You can run but you can't hide
