The Suburbs Breed Showmen

Before the blackened walls, this picket white protection serves as a constant curtain to the things a child sees.
And blaming innocence, for what youve gone through, and in this day, you built a wall.
Its 12 oclock and she hasnt returned. What have you done with my daughter?
Shes not been herself in some days, for her lack of of appearance Id live to regret.
Shes dead. Push forward with plans of this escape. Walls , walls, walls, weak and weathered.
Weak and weathered. I remember when the lights went out; I remember when the lights when out.
You had 3 days, look what youve done. Now all the loveless will encircle. Pray that she is alright, in this time it seems for them.
All will. Now I know, now I know not to go. Now, I know. Now she tries to sleep.
She tries to pet her hands on something left, how could they believe you?
And as the walls come into her, she will.
And as the walls become to her, as the walls cave in, and the walls became to her no more.
Dont speak of a sunset she will never see the ******* light again.
And if the sunsets she will never see the light of day again.
Dont speak of sunsets she will never see the light again sleep tight and know your neighbors well.