Horse the Band
The House of Boo
Lights out, shadows bloom
Crawling hands slide to me across a midnight room
I fear my blanket may not be the best defenses that I could muster
Still the cold beyond is like lizard claws
Crawling from the hereafter
Silent things scream from silent dreams, bang!
Still, the room is still, but I'm filled with a cold
I'm terrified
I'm terrified
I'm terrified
I'm terrified

Pause, cold, I'm alone, I pick up the phone
But I fear that it's been disconnected
I don't even check, 'cause I hear a breath
And I know this is the end of me
I'm going to hell

A silent scream, it whispers free from me
My mouth is dry, my eyes are wide
I'm statuesque, I'm petrified
The room is black, my mind is red
I'm alone in my room but there's someone in my head
Hungry hands haunt me in the middle of the night
And I'm shaking, thinking, begging for that precious night-light
I'm terrified
I'm terrified
I'm terrified
I'm terrified
Yeah!
What should I do when the nightmares come true?
The lampshades have faces and the closets are cruel
Gasp and tremble, weep and drool

Dawns glorious light, a stale recourse
On the empty cup I'm still seeing stars
Well that's alright, it's like I'm already there
Seven dawns up, seven moons down
I'll get to sleep some night soon, ah, ah
Well that's alright, it's like I'm already there