In The Woods

I'm lost in the woods, take me to my bed

Scared of the devil, horns grow from his skull

Hairy faces and pointed wings

And a sharp nose, that knows right where i go

Standing in front of a mirror, as if he's already eaten you

But you don't know it yet, because he delays your thoughts

And you will go to sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep.

And when you wake up, you're only some bones

And it hurts you so, you can't climb a tree

Because he can't fly, no no you can't hide

He takes the shape of them, oh yes

And when you put your arms around it, the tree shakes

And is the devil laughing, no you can't leave his grip

And maybe run to a stream, but you need your sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep.

Everything in the woods is such oak it's simple getting lost

I shot a bird and it came to life, i shot a bird and it came to life

I'm lost in the woods, take me to my bed

Scared of the devil, horns grow from his skull

Hairy faces and pointed wings

And a sharp nose, that knows right where i go

Standing in front of a mirror, as if he's already eaten you

But you don't know it yet, because he delays your thoughts

And you will go to sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep.