A Strangely Wrapped Gift.

They Say

You shouldn't have come here alone.
I hear this place is haunted.
There is a strange voice in here.
I hear the girl who lived here before
died a thousand small deaths before
she would ever put a dress on again.
I hear they put two locks on the door
and boarded up the windows,
just to be safe,
just to keep people away.
They say you can hear her voices in here,
that shadows will pass by you even during the day.
You shouldn't have come here alone.
I hear this place is haunted.
There is a strange voice in here.
They say ghosts roam these halls
and she lets them.
They say these walls aren't high enough
to keep the bad away.
They say beautiful things can be ugly, too.
They say beautiful things can deceive you.
They say if you ask her,
she'll tell you it's true.
They say a home can still be hell.
They say secrets keep you sick.
They say if you look like love
she will try to keep you.
They say others have left sick like her.
They say her voice echoes down their halls.
They say she got in their head.
You shouldn't have come here alone.
I hear this place is haunted.
I hear she'll tell you to leave
before you get too close.
I hear she'll tell you to run,
to never look back,
to never come this way again.
I hear it hurts her.
I hear it would hurt you, too.
You shouldn't have come here.
I hear this place is haunted.