Ref:
Let me in
to the whole city with all your might
I'm calling
let me in,
let me or else I'll die
The lonely house on the hill,
shines slightly
in the light of day,
a thin path leading inside,
not one would wish for,
not one would want.
And they tempt with trimmed lawns,
puffy moss and roses.
however reaching for the doorbell
(I can't really, there's really no way) x3
Ref:
Let me in
to the whole city with all your might
I'm calling
let me in,
or else I'll die
after all the weak light smolders in the apartment
like a cat I'll be waiting
for open windows
or doors
And it's in vain to look for alarms here
for surprises,
or a mad dog,
to the inside, to the warmth, to the hallways,
(I can't really, there's really no way) x2
Ref:
Let me in
to the whole city with all your might
I'm calling
let me in,
or else I'll die
after all the boogieman's light smolders on the apartment floor
like a cat I'll be waiting
for open windows
or doors
Let me in
to the whole city with all your might
I'm calling
let me in,
or else I'll die
after all the boogieman's light smolders on the apartment floor
like a cat I'll be waiting
for open windows
or doors