The Prople - Confetti

Steven slept in safe and soundly under Shirley's somniloquoy
Uninvited clairvoyance polluted Theo's fingerprints
Nell and Luke breathed clarity in haunting singularity
Beneath the walls of their abode, souls and essence decompose

The first was young Miss Grattan, she tried not to let him in
He stabbed her with a corn knife, that's how his crimes began
The next was Grandma Grattan, so old and tired and grey
She 'fit of her attacker until her strength gave way

Nelly's in the red room, Nelly's in the red room
Ooh-wah-ooh
Nelly's in the red room, Nelly's in the red room
Ooh-wah-ooh
Ooh-wah-ooh
Ooh wah-ooh

This house is like a body made up of it's eyes, it's bones, it's skin
We existed oblivious to our digestion from deep within
The Dudleys tried to warn her, now Mom's backed into a corner
Wicked whispers influence the preservation of innocence

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The next was Grandpa Grattan, a-settin' by the fire
He came up close behind him and strangled him with a wire
The last was Baby Grattan all in his trundle bed
He stove him in his short ribs until that child was dead

Nelly's in the red room, Nelly's in the red room
Ooh-wah-ooh
Nelly's in the red room, Nelly's in the red room
Ooh-wah-ooh
Ooh-wah-ooh
Ooh wah-ooh

Spirits, wishes, secrets, absolute reality, welcome home
Silence lay steadily upon the wood and stone making up this carcass
Whatever walked there walked alone
Some things can't be told

Written by:
Carrie Karloff, Markky Karloff

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