Your Neck

Well things they go bump in the night that you can't see

How were the mishaps that always have burdened threes

They say no rocket science no big mystery

Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me

Well first things first we've gotta find a way

To make the beauty of the nighttime last all day

We'll do our very best to keep our appetites in check

You better watch your back we want your neck

Nothing but rotten apples lay here like years from the tree

Got thrown out of the house at the ripe age of three

I'll do my very best to keep my feelings off my chest

And out of your neck out of your neck

Well things they go bump in the night that you can't see

How were the mishaps that always have burdened threes

They say no rocket science no big mystery

Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me

Well things they go bump in the night that you can't see

How were the mishaps that always have burdened threes

They say no rocket science no big mystery

Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me

Well the dreams that tremble into nightmares while you sleep

How were that feeling someone's watching from the street

They say no rocket science no big mystery

Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me