9 scarecrows in the backyard field
And they're calling me haven home
All it's angels, they've been calling me
9 years old
Since the fields have been wanting me
Haven home (haugh)
All it's angels, they've been caling me

Grabbing my mask again
Cutter knives all in my hand
I don't show no love
I'ma stay true to the end
Flannel blowing in the wind
By the house of the dead
I know that they will forget
All about the burlap man
Buried down behind the shack
Angels carved in the wood
I remember coming here
Way before these days began
Scarecrow, I don't got no friends
Cornfields where I like to stay
Drag you through the woods
Carve my name deep in your skin woah, woah
There's no angels at home woah, woah
In your backyard scarecrow

9 scarecrows in the backyard field
And they're calling me (haugh, yeah)
Haven home
All it's angels and they've been calling me
9 years old
Since the fields have been wanting me
Haven home
All it's angels and they've been calling me
9 scarecrows in the backyard field
And they've been calling me haven home
All it's angels and they've calling me