

(hmmnnn-hmmm) Walkin' down a crooked stream
Nothing here is what it seems
Oh, the water is rising fast
None of these memories are built to last
A killer he
might be
Smiling back at you and me
(oh Lord)
Tracks along the muddy bank
Bodies filling up a rusty tank
An insane mind on a path you won't find
The surface is shallow where you they bind
A killer he
might be
Smiling back at you and me
Hound dogs barking through the dark
Messages left bloody on the bark
Forever gone from this place
Will they remember your face
A killer he
might be
Smiling back at you and me
(smiling back...)