Music of the Night

Have you heard the news?
The dead walk

Do you hear that sound?
Do you hear that sound?
Like fingers scratching underground

Do you hear that sound?
That slamming door
I've fought it all my life
But I can't fight it anymore

It's catching up
I'm fucked
A dead duck
Shit outta luck

How do you hide from something
You have found?

Do you hear that sound?
That scratching sound
It better to be lost or found?

You can't ignore it
You can't talk it away
You can't drink it away
You can't fuck it away

It's catching up
I'm fucked
A dead duck
Shit outta luck

Give my asylum, let me in
I am mad, you are my only witness

There are some things
That never die
Things that really never were alive

I've shut them out
I've slammed the door
But I can't keep them back
Anymore

It's catching up
I'm fucked
A dead duck
Shit outta luck



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Lloyd-webber, Richard Stilgoe, Charles Hart
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link