Looking through the window...
Looking through the window...
Looking through the window...
He battered his tiny fists to feel something. Wondered what it's like to touch and feel something
Looking through the window...
Looking through the window...
Violet wrists and then her ankles.
Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams.
Looking through the window...
Murder ears with pillow lace.
Their words tattoed in his veins, yeah.
Looking through the window...