18 and a wicker basket
Red cape and an open casket
Tied up to a broken lever
If I move, it hurts forever
I am not that host
But I want her
Wolf in a winter playground
White snow to let the red out
I hear that alarms are better
Than a warning, like a feather
I don’t like my tone
But I want her
So here, I am, I’m falling to my knees
I’m digging at the shadows of a ghost
When you come around
So here, I am, I’m waiting for the tease
I’m sleeping in the gallows that I chose
When you come around
Why sleep I can’t forget it
Moonrise I’m now committed
Your move cause I am tethered
Like a slave, I don’t know better
I listen for your words
Yeah, I want her
Lost boys, in a haunted forest
Bright things in the maze before us
My life has now been severed
I can’t bare to remember
Who I was before
The day I met her