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bad dream
locks on the door so hard to manipulate
clawing at the walls trying to escape my fate
your evil laughter right behind me
brings me back to reality
you pull me back into the darkness
on my throat I feel the knife and its sharpness
there's no windows and no light
you're the only thing in my eyesight
the shadow of you holding a hatchet
I run through the door and quickly latch it
I awake to see you standing in the door with a knife
screaming swears of taking my life
but I am awake or so I think
I wake for real and I quickly blink
you're not real, you're in my mind
now I can sleep, there's nothing to find
clawing at the walls trying to escape my fate
your evil laughter right behind me
brings me back to reality
you pull me back into the darkness
on my throat I feel the knife and its sharpness
there's no windows and no light
you're the only thing in my eyesight
the shadow of you holding a hatchet
I run through the door and quickly latch it
I awake to see you standing in the door with a knife
screaming swears of taking my life
but I am awake or so I think
I wake for real and I quickly blink
you're not real, you're in my mind
now I can sleep, there's nothing to find
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