Kellen McGregor - Therapy Caravan Of The Fair Room lyrics

She's got too many troubles on her mind Her father told her to leave, this was too much trauma For a poor widower's soul she was a child She was once happy before she buried him beneath the sand You can't save her now She's going to the guillotine You can't save her now You can't save her now She's going to the guillotine You can't save her now I awoke last night to hear the screaming of a child But it wasn't mine I doubt this fairytale will put me back to sleep To put me back to sleep But what the hell... I opened the bathroom door And there on the floor wrapped in towels was a small child So they say she was bearing a child when She was put to d**h but now My imagination's going too far [?] So I went to a man in white he said "Come to the south, you find redemption there" Why the south I don't know why But you must trust me... To my former self This is my scrapbook I'll paint my walls you'll see me there I've seen a masterpiece covered in blood He's a ghost a broken dream Access my mind make me a believer I awoke last night to hear the screaming of a child But it wasn't mine I doubt this fairytale will put me back to sleep To put me back to sleep But what the hell... 'Cause the four horsemen of the apocalypse are coming And they are not bringing flowers 'Cause the four horsemen of the apocalypse are coming And they are not bringing flowers Keep me awake, you'll find we have something in common Keep me awake, you'll find we have something in common Yes sir