If looks could kill I know they will
I never will forget the sound
Funny things like silent screams underneath the ground
They all look the same…a face with no name
I never will forget the sound

Little tiny man in the mason jar
buried behind the shed in the back of the yard
Like a puff of smoke, the devil took his soul
Buried it deep in his fiery hole

He spent his whole life hiding from himself
Keeping many secrets in the jar upon the shelf
Time to pay his debt so he tried to make a run
But he knew this day was going to come
Little tiny man in the mason jar …
He had several friends that he kept beneath his bed
He didn’t have much room, so he only kept their heads

Often taking things that didn’t belong to him
And in the back of the shed they found many missing limbs
Little tiny man in the mason jar …

He spent his whole life hiding from himself
Keeping many secrets in the jar upon the shelf
Tried to escape but he didn’t get far
He couldn’t leave the secrets that he kept in the jar
Little tiny man in the mason jar …

If looks could kill I know they will

I never will forget the sound
Funny things like silent screams underneath the ground
They all look the same…a face with no name
I never will forget the sound