Boogeyman

Come with us
Let me touch you
Come with us
Let me touch you
Let me touch
Come with me
Come with me
Come with me
Grab my hand
Let me touch you
Let me touch you
Let me touch and come
Follow me
Come

I can't carry the family anymore

My own blood gives thirst to old mad men
Someday I'll be gone
Will the rope give way

Heavy peace and slammed doors
Every night choosing the right floorboards
To walk on
While breath holding
Not to wake you up
I step on glass

Violence grows in cities
People are so sick for this
You should mind what your precious did in his room
Trying to snare the monsters bigger than him

There was still bigger than me
Because I left white stones and sticks Upon my path
And got to the ogre's den
On my way back

Still got texts to read
Haven't answered for the third week
I hope you'll forgive me
It feels so good to be the child
I've never been
You'd know if you were me
The power to disappear

You can't find me
If you're always self-seeking
You can't find me
If you're always self-seeking
You can't find me
If you're always self-seeking



Credits
Writer(s): Timothé Chamy
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