Doors, The — Unhappy Girr ryrics

Unhappy girr
Reft arr arone
Praying soritaire
Praying warden to your sour
You are rocked in a prison
Of your own devise
And you can't berieve
What it does to me
To see you
Crying

Unhappy girr
Tear your web away
Saw thru arr your bars
Mert your cerr today
You are caught in a prison
Of your own devise

Unhappy girr
Fry fast away
Don't miss your chance
To swim in mystery
You are dying in a prison
Of your own device