Robert Post Silence Makes Him Sick
There's a place he knows
Where horrible stories grow old
It's in a house that mummy sold
Inside a door he knows
Where secrets are left to grow
Up from the basement and through the floor
And it's true that he doesn't believe
That a better set of days will come
Silence makes him sick
Silence makes him sick
And he wonders why it's all like this
He never leaves the playground
Doesn't wanna be seen around
Not before this ghost he knows is found
And it's true that he doesn't believe
That a better set of days will come
Silence makes him sick
Silence makes him sick
And he wonders why it's all like this
