In the attic, Lights, Voices scream, Nothing seen, Real's a dream. Leaving the things that are real behind. Leaving the things that you love from mind. All of the things that you learned from fears.
Nothing is left for the years.
Voices scream, Nothing seen, Real's a dream. In the attic Toys, toys, toys, In the attic Lights, Voices scream, Nothing seen, Real's a dream. Leaving the things that are real behind. Leaving the things that you love from mind. All of the things that you learned from fears.