Carousel of bones

Round and round the children play

In the graveyard where they stay

Patchwork dolls with button eyes

Dancing under purple skies

Crooked trees with silver bark

Whisper secrets in the dark

Spinning teacups filled with rain

In this beautifully twisted refrain

Step right up to the midnight show

Where the peculiar children go

In striped stockings, tattered bows

We're the misfits in the moonlight

Dancing till the morning's fright

Scissor hands and pumpkin heads

Among the living and the dead

In our carousel of dreams and dread

Grandfather clock strikes thirteen

In the parlor, dusty scene

Spider webs like lace curtains

While the candle slowly burns

Sometimes normal feels so strange

When you're beautifully deranged

Every flaw's a work of art

Every broken, beating heart

We're the misfits in the moonlight

Dancing through our endless night

In our carousel of bones

Round and round.. we'll always play"Until the end of days"