Hey Mom, there's something in the backroom Hope it's not the creatures from above You used to read me stories, as if my dreams were boring We all know conspiracies are dumb
What if people knew that these were real? I'd leave my closet door open all night I know the CIA would say, "What you hear is all hearsay" Wish someone would tell me what was right
Up all night long And there's something very wrong And I know it must be late Been gone since yesterday I'm not like you guys I'm not like you
I am still a skeptic, yes, you know me Been best friends and will be 'til we die I got an injection of fear from the abduction My best friend thinks I'm just telling lies, alright
Up all night long And there's something very wrong And I know it must be late Been gone since yesterday I'm not like you guys I'm not like you
Dark and scary, ordinary Explanation, information Nice to know ya, paranoia Where's my mother? Bio-father?
Up all night long And there's something very wrong And I know it must be late Been gone since yesterday I'm not like you guys Twelve majestic liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
