There’s a ghost she’s wearing my face At parties, bein’ introduced with my name Just a skeleton of bones Wearing nothin’ but clothes And she is paralyzing
The human soul is a treacherous place Beneath the mask, we wear a dark And twisted labyrinth lace Secrets often closed its close Never surface while we keep composed Come out of hiding
There’s a sound, its haunting my dreams Like children laughing in the distance And I don’t know what it means Am I afraid to be alone? That nobody will ever know This death I’m dying?
There’s a heartbeat under my floor boards Charging me guilty and I don’t know what for There’s a black bird over my door Singing ‘Nevermore, Nevermore, Nevermore, Nevermore’Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
