Get Well Soon
Nightmare No. 3 (Strangled)
Been coming here for many years
First my thumbs would disappear

The dark purple necklace suits me well
Grip, then push and drown my yell

Now it's face to face
Come and let us love you
Brave out the embrace
Let's just go through

Tribal-inked arms would send me off
Then night, a forest, an echoed cough

A dwarf with no hands would fix my car
Step on the gas, I won't get far

Now it's face to face
Come and let us love you
Brave out the embrace
Let's just go through