the white stripes
this protector
I never thought that I had to be this protector So many thoughts inside my head A strange collector But now But now But now Now, now, now, now, now You thought you heard a sound There's no one else around Looking at the door It's coming through the floor 300 people living out in west virginia Have no idea of all these thoughts that lie within ya But now But now But now Now, now, now, now, now You thought you heard a sound There's no one else around Looking at the door It's coming through the floor