The feeling of something familiar still lingers
Tip of the tongue, but not quite remembered
The feeling of something familiar still lingers
Tip of the tongue but not quite remembered
I am an old abandoned house, waiting for someone to return
I am an old abandoned house, waiting for someone to knock me down
The feeling of something familiar still lingers
Tip of the tongue but not quite remembered
The feeling of something familiar still lingers
Tip of the tongue but not quite remembered
I am an old abandoned house, waiting for someone to return
I am an old abandoned house
I am an old abandoned house
Come knock me down
Come knock me down
Come knock me down
Come knock me down