Black: I wanted to tell ya This house will kill ya And this may be you last day in here And you shouldn't go there Listen me ,listen me Don't go there somenowhere And I know you won't hear me Tell me Why are you go in there?
Chorus: Black: It's hurts to see the whight light And i hate colorful bright And I dream a lot of years ago To eat something instead not Seaf: I hate to be in locking house And many years i dreaned about Quickly gain freedom and Wipe your decrepit old house on dat Damned old house