Running in the open road and Seeing what it is you can find Running in the closed out space and Watch what the fucks behind Look And You shall See What's Bothering Me Look into the empty house and See what it was Your looking for Stick out your bleeding hand and Open up the creaking door I cant take the win and I just dumped a sluttish whore Look at what you did to me I'm hearing voices deep inside They keep asking why I've cried Watch out They've come To take What is theirs Maybe You know What's in Their stares What lies Beneath The open and closed Chairs FALL MOTHER FUCKER