Tremolando

If my plan goes wrong
Will they lick my soupy skin off the walls
When they throw their knives
You can hide in my throat
I′ll take you to this place
Where they pet you like a get

This swollen hand is yours
You can put it back over where it came...
Where did I come from
Where did I go

[Indistinct chatter]

The basement knocks on your front door
He's come to get his body back
I would tell you but he told me you know

The basement knocks on your front door
He′s come to take his body back
I would tell you but hе told me you know

The basemеnt knocks on your front door
He’s come to get his body back
I would tell you but he told me you know