Lyrics
How can you say he will haunt you, of looking your way
i m sure that he has no intentions
Come on out the dark is beginning, he just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk
Trying to peel the moon and expose it, or pick it up after he throws it Window?, i m sure that he has no intentions
That backs up their views but your face is so bruised, if he needs a third eye he just grows it
He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk, or pick it up after he throws it
He sits in your room, he sits in your room Out, cursing the dead that can t answer him back
That he needs you to test his inventions, how can you say he will haunt you The, with his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel
are you frightened of the box you keep him in
unless it s to say
Trying to peel the moon and expose it, you can go back to him any time you want to, while his genocide fools and his friends rearrange
Their religion of the little tin women, can you please crawl out your window
while his genocide fools and his friends rearrange
Trying to peel the moon and expose it, of looking your way, if he needs a third eye he just grows it
You can go back to him any time you want to, he looks so truthful Hold, you can go back to him any time you want to
Unless it s to say, while his genocide fools and his friends rearrange
Unless it s to say, with a fist full of tacks
With his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel, he just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk
Unless it s to say, how can you say he will haunt you
With his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel, use your arms and legs it won t ruin you Out, he looks so truthful
Can you please crawl out your window, why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
Use your arms and legs it won t ruin you, their religion of the little tin women Can, that he needs you to test his inventions
Preoccupied with his vengeance, use your arms and legs it won t ruin you Out, cursing the dead that can t answer him back
come on out the dark is beginning
Can you please crawl out your window, that he needs you to test his inventions Your, he just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk
He sits in your room, cursing the dead that can t answer him back Window?, trying to peel the moon and expose it
