i come from down in the catacombs of the opera house.
i hide my face while i long for her.
while i long for her lovely voice.
i long for her lovely voice.
her lovely voice. her lovely voice.
she sings la da da da.
through every crack the voice of an angel.
she doesn't know who i am, for i am a ghost.
oh, i am a ghost to her.
she doesn't know who i am and she never will
unless i can make her believe.
i've gotta make her believe in the darker side of me.
so i ask her...
take my hand and follow me on this journey to the underworld.
how i want her to want me.
her soaring voice carries into my mind.
i'm gonna take her away,
with me she will stay forever.
don't deny me, understand that i am a monster.
i am a monster.
won't you come with me now?
she doesn't know who i am,
for i am a ghost.
oh, i am a ghost to her.
she doesn't know who i am, and she never will
unless i can make her believe.
in me, in me, in me...
this face is deceitful when it smiles,
it doesn't show how desperate i am inside.
so come with me and we'll go,
believe in me and i'll show you who i am.
so you can see the man behind the monster that i am.
fighting my identity, i'll come take you away.
she doesn't know who i am,
for i am a ghost to her.
she doesn't know who i am and she never will.
no she never, never will believe. believe in me...
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