In the attic,
lights,
voices scream,
nothin' seen,
real's the dream,
leaving the things that are real behind,
leaving the things that you love from mind,
all of the things that you learned from fears,
nothin' is left for the years.
Repeat chorus
Toys, toys, toys,
in the attic..
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