There’s a crazy old women in the trees

You can hear her screaming

Theres a house in the woods back there

You’ll see al my demons

And if you walk this path your no friend of mine

If this time you try and find me

I’ll be to far go yet close enough to taste

A mountain built to outerspace 

I’ve banged my head against this wall, said I’ve banged my head

And if you haven’t leanred by now he said maybe your better off dead

But I stand my ground on my own to legs, no wonder I was crippled

And I fight my battles with my own to fists, no wonder my lake has ripples