The story of Roscoe Gray

	No one believes you
	When you‘re six years old
	Don‘t make up stories
	Do as you‘re told
	You try, you try, you try to warn them
	Of what, and who is coming for you
	You cry, you cry, to catch someone‘s eye
	Shut your mouth
	Go back to bed
	And believe us now
	Get it together, boy
	All is well
	You can take our word
	All alone
	Lights in the garden
	It‘s not in your head
	They will not find you
	Under your bed
	You tried, you tried...
	The morning after
	Crawling down the stairs
	No one‘s there, no one‘s there
	But in the basement
	You scream your lungs out
	All chopped up, all chopped up

	No one believes you
	When you' re six years old
	Don' t make up stories
	Do as you' re told
	You try, you try, you try to warn them
	Of what, and who is coming for you
	You cry, you cry, to catch someone' s eye
	Shut your mouth
	Go back to bed
	And believe us now
	Get it together, boy
	All is well
	You can take our word
	All alone
	Lights in the garden
	It' s not in your head
	They will not find you
	Under your bed
	You tried, you tried...
	The morning after
	Crawling down the stairs
	No one' s there, no one' s there
	But in the basement
	You scream your lungs out
	All chopped up, all chopped up