I lay there in the darkness
Of my dark room
And stare at the ceiling.
Visions are going through my head,
And I just don’t know where
Where in the WORLD they came from.
I look around,
And I’m being haunted.
I close my eyes and duck under my covers.
Each and every night,
I find myself never left alone.
Of my dark room
And stare at the ceiling.
Visions are going through my head,
And I just don’t know where
Where in the WORLD they came from.
I look around,
And I’m being haunted.
I close my eyes and duck under my covers.
Each and every night,
I find myself never left alone.

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