Pictures hung on the walls Depicting a families dream's Look's like they could come Right out of some plastic family magazine I wish the pictures were true And the stories they told were real But I hate to say there was a rage Somewhere deep inside their cage
Down, going down holding you I'll take you down, I'll take you Down, going down holding you I'll take you down, I'll take you down
The cops show up but there late They could not stop all that hate They climbed over the bodies and put Up that yellow crime scene tape And we thought that these people Lived so calm and seemed fine Looks like underneath someone had lived With a blackened heart and mind
Down, going down holding you I'll take you down, I'll take you down, going down holding you I'll take you down, I'll take you down
It's so hard to believe Then they found a note It came from a man with a knife When they read it it gave them a chill "If I can't have her then no one will, Then no one will"
Down going down holding you I'll take you down, I'll take you Down going down holding you I'll take you down, I'll take you Down going down holding you I'll take you down, I'll take you Down going down holding you I'll take you down, I'll take you downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
