They're at the house
They're breaking down the doors
They came to kill us all
There's no way out
All night i dream that they're really out to get me
The lines on my face are getting deeper every day
Drag me out
And hang me from the trees
Upside down and leave me
To die alone
All night i dream that they're really out to get me
The lines on my face are getting deeper every day
All night i dream that they're really out to get me
The lines on my face are getting deeper every day
But i'm not at all delusional
There's no way out
Writer(s): Christopher Lane Conley, David Ispen Soloway, Pete Parada, Manuel Ragoonanan Carrero, Chris Conley, David Soloway, Manny Carrero
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