Funhouse Lyrics

Tears flow down by accident

The sound of his voice still makes you cry

He grabs you through the stereo

Takes you to the house without windows

Embers, poking holes into your clothes

Time slows down

The sun goes down

Breathing heavy, funhouse got my brain

Time slows down

The sun goes down

I'm feeling heavy, funhouse got my brain

Sleep into the afternoon

If you're feelin' bad then you know its working good

Down at the Get-Sick-Quick or flying over the Pacific

Happy in your head, in the land of the dead

Feelings untrue

You're head comes unscrewed

Belong in a zoo

So what you gon do?

Feelings untrue

You're head comes unscrewed

Belong in a zoo

So what you gon do?

What's the time? Not feeling right

It's 3 am on Friday night

Walk through walls, self-slamming doors

We're rolling on the funhouse floor

You and all the things you re-arrange

Into my peripherals you fade away

What's the time? The moon's too bright

It's 6 in the morning, Friday night

Walk through walls, self-slamming doors

We're rolling on the funhouse floor

I'm so tired but I can't fall asleep

I guess I'll haunt the house across the street