Did this place exist?
Was it there at all?
There was a dream so real
That I just can't recall
There's something in the trees
It takes shape late at night
I can see it clear as day
In the reflection of my eyes

I don't know what I am
I don't really want to know
When it looks at me
I want to kill it slow

Can you read to me
The story of when things
Made more sense?
Something's stopping me
Something's stopping me
From getting outside my head
This is dangerous
This feels like a bad dream
Can you wake me please?
Can you wake me please?
Can you wake me please?