Coming to Getcha

One day soon you'll have to leave One day soon you'll have to excuse me They're coming to getcha Your knife's in the dresser So perfect for fighting So perfect for hiding The anger won't letcha You'll scream but they'll getcha One day soon you'll have to leave Need are not quite a belief It happens in a space no word has entered Over my shoulder I scream over and over She says in dreams you are never 80 A thousand doors a thousand different memories What's that I hear just a fool that felt it She never made it back, she's stuck in transit Just because we're part of the scene Doesn't mean we share the same dream So perfect for fighting So perfect for hiding So perfect for violence They're coming to getcha They're coming to getcha One day soon you'll have to leave One day soon you'll have to excuse me She says in dreams you are never 80 A thousand doors a thousand different memories What's that I hear just a fool that felt it She never made it back, she's stuck in transit