The man in the wall
I don't like what he says at all
He says if I even make a phone call
It will be an absolute brawl
I’m so scared I can hear him eating in the wall
But what could he be eating, this will be my downfall
Who is this man living in my wall
God I can hear him crawl
I didn't know it at all
But come nightfall
I will loose a brawl
To the man in the wall
Who said it would be a brawl
I didn't make a call
He was just hungry and wanted to maul
He is the man in the wall after all
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