No one believes you when you're six years old don't make up stories do as you're told
You try, you try, you try to warn them of what, and who is coming for you you cry, you cry, to catch someone‘s eye
Shut your mouth go back to bed and believe us now get it together, boy all is well you can take our word all alone
Lights in the garden it's not in your head they will not find you under your bed
You tried, you tried...
The morning after crawling down the stairs no one‘s there, no one‘s there but in the basement you scream your lungs out all chopped up, all chopped upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
