She has no child But only doll If you see her In your dreams Do not scream Don't scream
It's three am Friday thy thirteen She comes out from thy graveyard Holding a doll in her bloody hand She whispers, Wake Up, Time To Die Wake Up Wake Up, Time To Die Wake Up, Time To Die Wake Up, Time To Die Die
Everytime she wakes up Your worst nightmare begins
She had died on her birthday Her birthday was her deathday Birthday was her deathday Deathday was her birthday Birthday was her deathday Deathday was her birthday
She has to sleep on a coffin Coffin No more fancy bed No more goodnight kiss
She knows nothing But she can promise you one thing that She will haunt you Till your death
She will haunt you She will haunt you She will haunt you Till your death
She will haunt you She will haunt you She will haunt you
She will haunt you She will haunt you She will haunt you Till your death
Count your days Count your days Count your days
She has no child But only doll If you see her In your dreams Do not scream Don't scream
If you wanna get rid of her Bury her doll Bury her doll Bury her doll Bury her doll Bury her doll