I keep my closet closed
It's silly I suppose
But no one really knows
And I can't help it
And I feel
Like He's on his way
And I'm in so, so much trouble
I never rest my head
Too close to the edge of the bed
Well I'm guessing
He knows what I did
Oh no, copy paste again, I'm always on the run forever
I'm afraid
They will put me down
With the rubble
With the rubble
And now it won't be long
Until I'm here
And then I'm gone
There'll be no heart
To rest your head upon
Look away
When they put me down
With the rubble
With the rubble