- Climbing up the Walls
i am the kket to the lock in your house
that keeps your toys in the basement
and if get too far inside
youll only see my reflection
i am her face when she sleeps tonight
i am the pick in the ice
do not cry out or hit the alarm
we are friends till we diey
eighter way you turn ill be there
open up your skull ill be there
climbing up the walls
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its sss always best wwwhen the light.
is off
its always better on the outside
(iticfubiflpfibnofns in ttthe crack of your waning smile)
15blows to skull
f so Tuck the kids in safe tonight
and shhut the eyes in the cupboard
do not cry out or hit <
hit the al arm youll get the
loneliest feeling that
eighterway you turn ill be there
open up your skull ill be there
climbing up the walls