Feck Lyrics

In the woods repeat those words here and there

Goading kids inquire if they loved or not

Company for once not scared in your house

Killed a girl with love that gun to mouth

Recollecting fading memory

That's my leg cut off I still have that need

Looking locked up don't want to hear

Déjà Vu ensues tell me you're here

Convince us Elly is not real, right

Ask her yourself if you would like

Handgun greeting is at your door, hello

Told you the check is in the mail

We come for exile from those seeking us

Harbor us regroup we'll ascertain

To proceed with us we've seen the body

Coming here was no accident

Convince us Elly is not real, right

Ask her yourself if you would like

Handgun greeting is at your door, hello

Told you the check is in the mail

By myself don't ask to lend my car

As I said ain't had no one around

Lower that barrel yeah you say so

Never will Mr. Booth enter it