Breathe Owl Breathe Sylvia Plath
Walkin'...
After dark...
Walkin'...
Through the graveyard
Laughin'...
When I wasn't scared
And laughin'...
When I was
And I got feelings for her...
And my feelings get hurt
When I try to act tough
Here comes the scary part...
I dare you to walk through the woods
Make your way towards the grave that's her's
Whisper poems of hers
Verse by verse
I don't know if i know the words...
But I got a picture of her...
And my feelings get hurt
When they make fun of us
I don't if you can hear me
I know my friends are laughin' at me
Behind the trees...
Well, you can let 'em laugh Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plath...
Is that you?
Walkin'...
After dark...
Walkin'...
Through the graveyeard
Still laughin'...
When i wasn't scared...
Still, still laughin' when i was
