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Spring Wood Slasher * A Freddy Krueger Tribute*
Killer of the night,
He causes fright,
There's no way you can fight for your life.
He has razor, sharp knives on his fingers,
A brown, burnt fedora,
a red and green sweater.
He says he is forever.
He is not a night stalker,
He attacks anyone he can.
They all say " it's only a dream".
How do they know they can make it another night?.
How are they right that it's only a figment of imagination?.
I can't sleep tonight,
I'm for some reason dressed in all white,
Running for my life as this man chases me.
He's waiting for me to make a mistake.
He's taking away the souls of lost dreamers.
He creeps into the beds of those sleeping as he see's we are too scared to be dreaming of him.
At whim we are afraid.
It's ok, just pop a pill and drink some coffee,
It'll all be alright, it's just in your mind.
Walk into a cold, dark room to see a little girl
With her eyes scratched out as she whispers
" his name is Freddy Krueger and he loves children especially little girls...".
Scary to think you can no longer sleep as long as Freddy is around.
He won't stop till you are found and dead.
No need to try and hide because he can see you.
They won't do a thing about it and just say you're crazy,
Yet choose to stay oblivious about him.
They called him ' The Spring Wood Slasher'.
You try to run faster, but he somehow manages to be there at every turn.
You never learn that he can never die.
Why is he still lurking around in these dreams?.
Can't he just leave us be?,
No he must have fear to survive if he wants to stay alive.
He is the attacker of the night,
He is the spring wood slasher.
He causes fright,
There's no way you can fight for your life.
He has razor, sharp knives on his fingers,
A brown, burnt fedora,
a red and green sweater.
He says he is forever.
He is not a night stalker,
He attacks anyone he can.
They all say " it's only a dream".
How do they know they can make it another night?.
How are they right that it's only a figment of imagination?.
I can't sleep tonight,
I'm for some reason dressed in all white,
Running for my life as this man chases me.
He's waiting for me to make a mistake.
He's taking away the souls of lost dreamers.
He creeps into the beds of those sleeping as he see's we are too scared to be dreaming of him.
At whim we are afraid.
It's ok, just pop a pill and drink some coffee,
It'll all be alright, it's just in your mind.
Walk into a cold, dark room to see a little girl
With her eyes scratched out as she whispers
" his name is Freddy Krueger and he loves children especially little girls...".
Scary to think you can no longer sleep as long as Freddy is around.
He won't stop till you are found and dead.
No need to try and hide because he can see you.
They won't do a thing about it and just say you're crazy,
Yet choose to stay oblivious about him.
They called him ' The Spring Wood Slasher'.
You try to run faster, but he somehow manages to be there at every turn.
You never learn that he can never die.
Why is he still lurking around in these dreams?.
Can't he just leave us be?,
No he must have fear to survive if he wants to stay alive.
He is the attacker of the night,
He is the spring wood slasher.
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