Black Eyed Kids
So dark outside can't see a thing
Through the cracks of this window pane
Shadows seem like they come alive
Every noise fucking with my brain
I'm paranoid thinking about last night
Can't shake it off, burned in my sight
Unexplained is understatement, what I saw it wasn't right
Knock at the door, kicked it off
Went to answer, tha air got thick
Lights started flicking on and off
My heart felt heavy and my soul grew sick
Two little kids just standing there
Dressed like folks from way back when
Didn't looked up, just started askin'
"Sir we're lost can we come in?"
Thought about it, then my mind went blank
Felt like I've been hypnotized
That's around the time my stomach sank
One looked up and I seen her eyes
I seen her eyes and time stood still
Something like a scene from silent hill
No light, just a empty shell
Eyes blacker than the deepest pit of hell
We are the children who lost our way
Come to visit from our grave
Ring around the rosey spin
If we're knockin' let us in
Just standin' there a cold blank stare
Pale white skin, long combed black hair
Ain't one ta' trip but the shit was rare
Ain't gonna lie, I was fucking scared
Tried to speak, but my words felt short
An evil like I never felt before
I slammed the door took a minute to breathe
Hopin' I was seeing shit, hopin' they leave
Then another knock, louder than the last
Reality check, kicked in the ass
The door flew up and they both looked up
Then screamed so loud that they shattered glass
Over and over just "let us in"
Face never changed, no frown or grin
Had to fight I could not been
Was this hell? Pinnace for sin
One kept askin' the other kept screamin'
Then I heard laughter, sound lika' demon
Closed my eyes, and one last breath
Please wake me if this is a dream
As quick as it all went down
Everything went quiet, didn't hear a sound
I open my eyes, aww strucked
They were gone, faded, vanished... fuck
Through the cracks of this window pane
Shadows seem like they come alive
Every noise fucking with my brain
I'm paranoid thinking about last night
Can't shake it off, burned in my sight
Unexplained is understatement, what I saw it wasn't right
Knock at the door, kicked it off
Went to answer, tha air got thick
Lights started flicking on and off
My heart felt heavy and my soul grew sick
Two little kids just standing there
Dressed like folks from way back when
Didn't looked up, just started askin'
"Sir we're lost can we come in?"
Thought about it, then my mind went blank
Felt like I've been hypnotized
That's around the time my stomach sank
One looked up and I seen her eyes
I seen her eyes and time stood still
Something like a scene from silent hill
No light, just a empty shell
Eyes blacker than the deepest pit of hell
We are the children who lost our way
Come to visit from our grave
Ring around the rosey spin
If we're knockin' let us in
Just standin' there a cold blank stare
Pale white skin, long combed black hair
Ain't one ta' trip but the shit was rare
Ain't gonna lie, I was fucking scared
Tried to speak, but my words felt short
An evil like I never felt before
I slammed the door took a minute to breathe
Hopin' I was seeing shit, hopin' they leave
Then another knock, louder than the last
Reality check, kicked in the ass
The door flew up and they both looked up
Then screamed so loud that they shattered glass
Over and over just "let us in"
Face never changed, no frown or grin
Had to fight I could not been
Was this hell? Pinnace for sin
One kept askin' the other kept screamin'
Then I heard laughter, sound lika' demon
Closed my eyes, and one last breath
Please wake me if this is a dream
As quick as it all went down
Everything went quiet, didn't hear a sound
I open my eyes, aww strucked
They were gone, faded, vanished... fuck
Credits
Writer(s): David Haskell Hutto
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