WILLOW
Nightmare Fuel
I woke up again, was it real this time?
Am I even alive?
Something here isn't right
I feel it in my crooked spine
There will never be silence
My morphing body aching
It keeps me awake for the violence
A lesson learned in time
Reality often comes in blurred lines
Something here isn’t right
Pinch me 'til I'm bleeding
I don’t think I'm dreaming
I think I'm gonna die
I can hear the rats in my ceiling
They must bе feeding
Oh, how I wish it was me
That they werе eating
I cried out for almighty God
I don't think he heard me
It's like the motherfucker knows and He just isn't listening
They told me to pray
And all my demons would flutter away
Maybe I just need to step outside
Fold my hands in hopes that it works this time
Dona nobis pacem
Dimitte me
In nomine Patris, amen
I think he heard me
Just don't turn around
And he won't know you’re crying
I think he’s gonna hurt me
I've no fear of dying
But this waiting game is so terrifying
I fold my hands in hopes that it works this time
Grant us peace, release me
I fucking pray
Oh my God
Turn the lights out
Don’t speak
Don't breathe
I hear him coming, there's no use in running
I think I'm gonna fucking die