Crumbiling Dreams lyrics
by Scott Cawthon
Why do you hide inside your walls
When there's music in my halls
All I see is an empty room
No more joy, an empty tomb
It's so good to sing all day
To dance, to spin, to fly away
All I do is dance alone
But now I hear your flesh and bone
I roam these halls alone all day
But now you're here, friend and prey