Stranded in this spooky town
Stoplights are swaying and the phone lines are down
This floor is crackling cold
He took my heart, I think he took my soul
With the moon I run
Far from the carnage of the fiery sun
Stoplights are swaying and the phone lines are down
This floor is crackling cold
He took my heart, I think he took my soul
With the moon I run
Far from the carnage of the fiery sun
