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Flyleaf

Genres: Rock

What 's This? Lyrics - Flyleaf

What's this? What's this? 

There's color everywhere 

What's this? 

There's white things in the air 

 

What's this? 

I can't believe my eyes 

I must be dreaming 

Wake up, Jack, this isn't fair 

What's this? 

 

What's this? What's this? 

There's something very wrong 

What's this? 

There's people singing songs 

 

What's this? 

The streets are lined with 

Little children laughing 

Everybody seems so happy 

Have I possibly gone daffy? 

What is this? What's this? 

 

There's children throwing snowballs 

Instead of throwing heads 

They're busy building toys 

And absolutely no one's dead 

 

There's frost on every window 

Oh, I can't believe my eyes 

And in my bones I feel the warmth 

That's coming from inside 

 

Oh, look, what's this? 

They're hanging mistletoe, they kiss 

Why that looks so unique, inspired 

They're gathering around to hear a story 

Roasting chestnuts on a fire 

What's this? What's this? 

 

In here they've got a little tree, how queer 

And who would ever think 

And why? 

 

They're covering it with tiny little things 

They've got electric lights on strings 

And there's a smile on everyone 

So, now, correct me if I'm wrong 

This looks like fun, this looks like fun 

Oh, could it be I got my wish? 

What's this? 

 

Oh my, what now? 

The children are asleep 

But look, there's nothing underneath 

No ghouls, no witches here to scream and scare them 

Or ensnare them, only little cozy things 

Secure them in their dreamland 

What's this? 

 

The monsters are all missing 

And the nightmares can't be found 

And in their place there seems to be 

Good feeling all around 

 

Instead of screams, I swear 

I can hear music in the air 

The smell of cakes and pies 

Are absolutely everywhere 

 

The sights, the sounds 

They're everywhere and all around 

I've never felt this good before 

This empty place inside of me has been filling up 

I simply cannot get enough 

 

I want it, oh, I want it 

Oh, I want it for my own 

I've got to know 

I've got to know 

What is this place that I have found? 

What is this? 

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