It's been one week since I saw the ring.
I still can't believe I watched the whole thing.
It's been 7 days since I got the call,
and tore the wall paper off of my walls.
It's been 4 days since the bloody nose,
now I'm standing here looking up at that window.
Yesterday I saw the well,
now I am trying, in vein, to unplug my TV.

Holy cow, did ya see that chick's face?
She's a total nut case,
I would've rather seen "swim fan".
Samara's the queen of utter darkness,
she drowns the horses,
so they put her into rehab.
Then there's the son of the journalist
he made Samara's list,
and draws really creepy pictures.
The whole movie is satanic,
just like titanic,
it makes me want to read the scriptures.

So you hear about the ring,
and the kind of fear it brings,
you watch just to prove you're not a wussy.
Then in an hour, you're coward,
and your friends begin to scour,
cuz to them "it's just another stupid movie."

I cannot I help the warm feeling that is in my jeans,
I wet myself when she killed her in that last scene.
And when they paned to her face at the funeral,
if you don't understand why I screamed? You soon will
I have a tendency to bite my nails relentlessly,
I have a history of sweating through my shirt.

It's been one week since I saw the ring.
I still can't believe I watched the whole thing.
It's been 7 days since I got the call,
and tore the wall paper off of my walls.
It's been 4 days since the bloody nose,
now I'm standing here looking up at that window.
Yesterday I saw the well,
now I am trying, in vein, to unplug my TV.


Hitting rewind and the VCR's flickin,
watch it again and your heart stops ticking.
I'm sleeping tonight with all the lights on,
put down my crayon,
because I'm scared of what I've just drawn.
Like Mr. Morgan I'm getting frantic.
in the mid Atlantic,
on this island I'm petrified.
I can't believe I just saw this film,
cuz if you watched this film,
you'd tear out both of your eyes.

Your face is covered in a bag
and your eyes begin to sag,
till your mom dumps you in a well.
Then you're out for your revenge,
it's a way to avenge,
the brand new life you have to live in hell.

I cannot I help the warm feeling that is in my jeans,
I wet myself when she killed her in that last scene.
Then they paned to her face at the funeral,
if you don't understand why I screamed? You soon will
I have a tendency to bite my nails relentlessly,
I have a history of sweating through my shirt.

It's been one week since I saw the ring.
I still can't believe I watched the whole thing.
It's been 7 days since I got the call,
and tore the wall paper off of my walls.
It's been 4 days since the bloody nose,
now I'm standing here looking up at that window.
Yesterday I saw the well,
now I am trying, in vein, to unplug my TV.

Why the hell can't I unplug my TV?

Who the heck just turned on my TV?

Why is Samara trying to kill me?