The Night She Came Home by The Bastards (Horror Punk) Lyrics
I can feel you crawling back to me
In a shallow hole where your bones finally rest
There's an action for every choice I make
And I thumb through the book of the dead
While I try to find a cure to what ails me
You wake it's not you and you claw back towards the moon
I lock my doors and say a prayer but...
I can feel you crawling back to me
As I split your skull I knew you'd be back
And you fell with that smile on your lips
Nothing burns hotter than a lust for vengeance
Only thing that's tougher than deaths cold grip
As your nails scratch the door I am laying on the floor
It's time like this when I can't help but wonder why...
In a shallow hole where your bones finally rest
There's an action for every choice I make
And I thumb through the book of the dead
While I try to find a cure to what ails me
You wake it's not you and you claw back towards the moon
I lock my doors and say a prayer but...
I can feel you crawling back to me
As I split your skull I knew you'd be back
And you fell with that smile on your lips
Nothing burns hotter than a lust for vengeance
Only thing that's tougher than deaths cold grip
As your nails scratch the door I am laying on the floor
It's time like this when I can't help but wonder why...