I like to fly but I stick close to the ground. If I get too high somebody always wants to shoot me down. There used to be a time when you could get your fun. Didn't have to watch yourself with anyo
He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks. Preoccupied with his vengeance. Cursing the dead that can't answer him back. I'm sure that he has no intentions. Of looking your way, unl