The ringing starts on my phone
You're talking with a scary tone
You tell me that you're all alone
The aliens are in your home
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Pull the bed covers over your head
If you let them win
Then you're better off dead, let it go
Pull the bed covers over your head
If you let them win
Then you're better off dead, let it go

Composição: Douglas Poynter / Harry Judd / James Bourne