I am the key to the lock in your house That keeps your toys in the basement. And if you get too far inside Youll only see my reflection. Its always best when the candles out, I am the pick in the ice. Do not cry out or hit the alarm, You know were friends til we die. And either way you turn Ill be there Open up your skull Ill be there Climbing up the walls Its always best when the light is off, Its always better on the outside. Fifteen blows to the back of your head, Fifteen blows to your mind. So lock the kids up safe tonight And shut the eyes in the cupboard. Ive got the smell of a local man Whos got the loneliest feeling. That either way he turns - Ill be there Open up your skull - Ill be there Climbing up the walls
Posted on: Fri, 14 Nov 2014 22:28:49 +0000
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