Residents (The)

Ghost Child
We're comin' Help me We're comin' I'm alone We're comin' It's dark We're comin' So dark We're comin' I'm alone We're comin' Help me No blood is spilled in The land of lost children But it is friendless Empty and endless She was neglected But no one expected She'd hold her breath for Ever and ever We're comin' Help me We're comin' I'm alone We're comin' It's dark We're comin' So dark We're comin' I'm alone We're comin' I'm Lost From Letras Mania