| Song | No Ghost |
| Artist | The Haunted |
| Album | Unseen |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You’ve got to move | |
| As if you need to know why!? | |
| Chow Mein don’t make up for | |
| XmasBut it will do | |
| Got money in your pocket | |
| Got places to go | |
| Don’t no-one know your name | |
| You’re on a roll | |
| As it flows, you might not know the motion | |
| Ain’t no ghost, there’s only love or nothing | |
| Boy have I have got a bone to pick | |
| Gratitude don’t weight much on my side of town | |
| Count your blessings | |
| And count ‘em well | |
| Fill your cub to the brim | |
| One day you’ll drink from a cup of tin | |
| Rain coldRain hard | |
| Let It all fall apart | |
| As it flows, you might not know the motion | |
| Ain’t no ghost, there’s only love or nothing | |
| All you want, | |
| And if my hands can’t touch it it’s mine | |
| Soon you’ll be cold | |
| The flesh on your bones will fail to hold you | |
| All you kept secretly, | |
| Safely away from prying eyes must go | |
| Say, who are you fooling? | |
| The blade comes down | |
| As it flows, you might not know the motion | |
| Ain’t no ghost, there’s only love or nothing | |
| All you want, | |
| And if my hands can’t touch it it’s mine |
| You' ve got to move | |
| As if you need to know why!? | |
| Chow Mein don' t make up for | |
| XmasBut it will do | |
| Got money in your pocket | |
| Got places to go | |
| Don' t noone know your name | |
| You' re on a roll | |
| As it flows, you might not know the motion | |
| Ain' t no ghost, there' s only love or nothing | |
| Boy have I have got a bone to pick | |
| Gratitude don' t weight much on my side of town | |
| Count your blessings | |
| And count ' em well | |
| Fill your cub to the brim | |
| One day you' ll drink from a cup of tin | |
| Rain coldRain hard | |
| Let It all fall apart | |
| As it flows, you might not know the motion | |
| Ain' t no ghost, there' s only love or nothing | |
| All you want, | |
| And if my hands can' t touch it it' s mine | |
| Soon you' ll be cold | |
| The flesh on your bones will fail to hold you | |
| All you kept secretly, | |
| Safely away from prying eyes must go | |
| Say, who are you fooling? | |
| The blade comes down | |
| As it flows, you might not know the motion | |
| Ain' t no ghost, there' s only love or nothing | |
| All you want, | |
| And if my hands can' t touch it it' s mine |
| You' ve got to move | |
| As if you need to know why!? | |
| Chow Mein don' t make up for | |
| XmasBut it will do | |
| Got money in your pocket | |
| Got places to go | |
| Don' t noone know your name | |
| You' re on a roll | |
| As it flows, you might not know the motion | |
| Ain' t no ghost, there' s only love or nothing | |
| Boy have I have got a bone to pick | |
| Gratitude don' t weight much on my side of town | |
| Count your blessings | |
| And count ' em well | |
| Fill your cub to the brim | |
| One day you' ll drink from a cup of tin | |
| Rain coldRain hard | |
| Let It all fall apart | |
| As it flows, you might not know the motion | |
| Ain' t no ghost, there' s only love or nothing | |
| All you want, | |
| And if my hands can' t touch it it' s mine | |
| Soon you' ll be cold | |
| The flesh on your bones will fail to hold you | |
| All you kept secretly, | |
| Safely away from prying eyes must go | |
| Say, who are you fooling? | |
| The blade comes down | |
| As it flows, you might not know the motion | |
| Ain' t no ghost, there' s only love or nothing | |
| All you want, | |
| And if my hands can' t touch it it' s mine |