text: I am the key to the lock in your house
  That keeps your toys in the basement
  And if you get too far inside
  Youll only see my reflection
  Its always best with the covers up
  I am the pick in the ice
  Do not cry out or hit the alarm
  You know were friends till we die
  And either way you turn
  Ill be there
  Open up your skull
  Ill be there
  Climbing up the walls
  Its always best when the light is off
  Its always better on the outside
  Fifteen blows to the back of your head
  Fifteen blows to your mind
  So lock the kids up safe tonight
  Shut the eyes in the cupboard
  Ive got the smell of a local man
  Whos got the loneliest feeling
  That either way he turns
  Ill be there
  Open up your skull
  Ill be there
  Climbing up the walls
  Climbing up the walls
  Climbing up the walls