The Haunting

I got a story for you, listen to the words I say

To the words I say, To the words

Within the forest where I come from, there's a haunted place

Where the dead ones linger, the dead ones play

Ooh-aah

Make sure you listen to the song they're singing

Ooh-aah

I think they calling your name, your name

Lock your doors and your windows

Hold your breath when the wind blows

Lock your doors and your windows

Tell your head what your heart know

They calling your name

They calling your name

I got a broken record playin' where my heart should be

Where my heart should be, be, dead

And in my twisted dreams, they come and rip it out of me

With their broken hands, and they set me free

Ooh-aah

You can't imagine the relief they're bringin'

Ooh-aah

I think they calling your name, your name

Lock your doors and your windows

Hold your breath when the wind blows

Lock your doors and your windows

Tell your head what your heart know

They calling your name

They calling your name

They calling your name

Lock your doors and your windows

Hold your breath when the wind blows

Lock your doors and your windows

Tell your head what your heart know

They calling your name

They calling your name

They calling your name