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Amy In The Attic

Not another day of all the suffering and pain I was just a little boy ever so naive

Amy was my best friend, I never want to hurt her

I never wanna ever wanna think about her murder

On the playground, I chase her down the slide

I chase her cross the monkey bars and she would run and hide

Jinglin and tumbling, I pushed her off the sled

Amy coincidently hit her head

Dumbling inside my brain, down came the wade

Amy isn't answering, who would get the blame?

Amy isn't laughing, Amy isn't crying

Amy isn't really breathing, god I think she's dying

Suddenly, the air is cold I must get her inside

Even though she died, Amy has to hide

Nobody must ever know that I made Amy sick

Lock her up forever in the attic

Maybe it is best to die, thinking did she really die

I'm thinking if it's really true then how come I am telling you

And if I really meant to do it, should I be a victim to

Should I walk the terror stairs, and savior all my

terror fears, no

Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here

Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic

Every day I suffer but eleven years have passed

How long will this keep and the nightmares last

Sitting in my living room, another strange feeling

I think I'm hearing tiny footsteps on the ceiling

Looking in my mirror, the image isn't clear

I feel as if a little girl is standing at my rear And

then I awake at the blink of an eye

Voices from the attic yellin, "why?"

What if Amy wasn't dead living in the box

Banging on the walls, rattling the locks

Feeding on the roaches, rodents, and filth

And when there's nothing left, she feeds off herself

Why do I think in Amy of this way?

She was once a lovely girl running out to play

Maybe it's all a dream insane fanatic

Maybe there's no Amy in the attic after all

Maybe it is best to die, thinking did she really die

I'm thinking if it's really true then how come I am telling you

And if I really meant to do it, should I be a victim to

Should I walk the terror stairs, and savior all my

terror fears, no

Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here

Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic

Maybe it is best to die, thinking did she really die

I'm thinking if it's really true then how come I am telling you

And if I really meant to do it, should I be a victim to

Should I walk the terror stairs, and savior all my

terror fears, no

Amy isn't dead...

Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic

Barrels to my nugget semi glock automatic

Should I pull the trigger, would this break the chains

That keeps Amy locked in my brain

No, I must be starting to pray that I won't

I pray it's just a figment, to see this carry on too long

Amy isn't dead, I never knew an Amy

I was just a boy, how can you blame me?

Maybe that's okay, but she's tapping at the walls

I see a darling little girl is floating down the hall

Slowly coming toward me, her arms are spreading wide

Opens up her mouth to show the maggots inside

Crying, whining, rotting is the feeling

Tiny drips of blood crowning from the ceiling

Landing on my head, I'm psycho-sick I've finally had it

Amy, know I'm coming to the attic!!!!

Maybe it is best to die, thinking did she really die

I'm thinking if it's really true then how come I am telling you

And if I really meant to do it, should I be a victim to

Should I walk the terror stairs, and savior all my terror fears, yes

Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here

Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic

Maybe it is best to die, thinking did she really die

I'm thinking if it's really true then how come I am telling you

And if I really meant to do it, should I be a victim to

Should I walk the terror stairs, and savior all my terror fears, no

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