Screaming, screaming, screaming.



Is these something you want,

Is these something you need,

Come in through the back door,

When everyone is asleep.



Shut up in a box,

Tied up with ribbons,

But now the box is breaking and,

All my senses leaving me and :



Screaming, screaming, screaming.



Light from the bathroom,

Leaks under the door,

Crawls over the covers and,

Touches the pillow,

I feel you breath, slow on my neck,

And then the room starts spinning and,

All my life is flashing past and :



Screaming, screaming, screaming.

Screaming, screaming, screaming.



Can you keep a secret, will it stay in your head,

Or well I hear repeated all the things that I've said,

I've locked this box, torn up these ribbons,

But I still feel empty and,

Oh my life is flashing past and :



Screaming, screaming, screaming.