s a dream Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Light voices scream
I'm tired of singing trouble to keep myself alone Somebody come and help me, Lord to carry a heavy load I'm tired of singing trouble to keep myself alone
You're funny and you don't know why You're funny and you can't even cry You're funny and you don't know why You're funny and you don't even try 'Cause
I see your money on the floor I felt the pocket change Though all the feelings that broke through that door Just didn't seem to be too real The yard
He's not to be reached, he's to be reached He's not to be reached Called the fool and the company On his own where he'd rather be Where he ought to be
The walls are built up, stone by stone The fields divided one by one And the train conductor says "Take a break driver 8, driver 8 take a break We've
Dream, dream dream dream, dream, dream dream dream When I want you in my arms, when I want you and all your charms Whenever I want you, all I have to
When the world is a monster Bad to swallow you whole Kick the clay that holds the teeth in Throw your trolls out the door If you're needing inspiration
Tercüme: REM. Attic Oyuncaklar.
scream, nothing seems real's a dream (chorus) Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Leaving the
nothing seems real's a dream (chorus) Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Leaving the things that
, nothing seems real's a dream (chorus) Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Leaving the things
