FUNHOUSE

de Chris Grey

Running out of air to breathe
Sweat all over the mahogany
I feel you closing in on me
Under red lights

Sneak into the gallery
Oh, I could be your odyssey
Come take what you want from me, baby
Till the sunrise

So, baby, if you wanna leave, I'll show you the door
Mirrors from the ceiling all the way to the floor
On your knees to pray, but you won't pray to the Lord
This house, it comes alive
It's made for you and I
If these walls could talk, I promise, they'd know my name
Got the type of love that's wrapped in diamonds and chains
Dancing with the devil, won't you die for a taste?
This house, it comes alive
It's made for you and I

Walking through these clouds of smoke
It hides the secrets that nobody knows (Nobody knows)
In this house we'll never be alone
Can you feel all their eyes?

Got you swinging from the chandelier
Facing all of your worst fears
There's no place just quite like here

You and I, I
You and I, I, yeah
You, yeah
This house, it comes alive

Alive
Oh, alive
Alive