Please Don't Leave

You say you're gonna leave. You say you're gonna leave me. Baby, baby. . Don't say you're gonna leave. Leave me. I'm beggin'. I'm beggin' you please. .

Pet Sematary

Under the arc of a weather stain boards. Ancient goblins, and warlords. Come out of the ground, not making a sound. The smell of death is all around. .

Psycho Therapy

Psycho Therapy. Psycho Therapy. Psycho Therapy. That's what they want to give me. Psycho Therapy. Psycho Therapy. Psycho Therapy. All they want to give me.

Pet Sematary

Under the arc of a weather stain boards. Ancient goblins and warlords. Come out of the ground, not making a sound. The smell of death is all around. .

Psycho Therapy

Pet Sematary

Under the arc of a weather stain boards. Ancient goblins and warlords. Come out of the ground, not making a sound. The smell of death is all around. And the night when the cold wind blows.