Letras
Why would you go in there?
It's an abandoned slaughterhouse
What are the odds that all the scary tales are untrue
Why turn on the lights?
The flashlight will do just fine
There's no way the monster would be right behind you
The villain's waiting, anticipating
The end should not be surprising
'Cause we all know the drill
Everyone knows that the devil is found in the details
Repeating it over again every round on the same rail
'Cause legends are made of clichés
Yeah, the legends are made of clichés
When there are spooky sounds
Why do you have to go and see?
When you're running for your life, why would you stumble?
The villain's waiting, anticipating
The end should not be surprising
'Cause we all know the drill
Everyone knows that the devil is found in the details
Repeating it over again every round on the same rail
'Cause legends are made of clichés
Yeah, the legends are made of clichés
When the monster's chopped up and burned
There's not a thing you have learned
He shall return
Everyone knows that the devil is found in the details
Repeating it over again every round on the same rail
Everyone knows that the devil is found in the details
Repeating it over again every round on the same rail
'Cause legends are made of clichés
Yeah, the legends are made of clichés
'Cause legends are made of clichés
Yeah, the legends are made of clichés