Children of folklore are blaming the smoke on the end But there are no good in these woods and we'll leave like we should Night descends, and I won't ask why
Where did I go wrong? Pretty ones won't come along All of my endings coming again
The caution is endless, the children are old It's a long, sorry story that's better left untold I get so quiet, when you are around I'd kill you, I'd kill you just to hear the sound
Where did I go wrong? Pretty ones won't come along All of my endings coming again
Where did I go wrong? Pretty ones won't come along All of my endings coming again