With all these ghosts and visions, trolls inside my head
Just when the wolf will howl, the dogs begin to bark
This is for real, I have a fear of the dark
And as the endless nights will overturn the days
Intellectual logic seems to vanish in a haze
Paranoia has the measure of me
Hallucinations now dictate reality
I'm hearing voices now, I wish that I could see
I look around, I know there's no-one here but me
The mirror shimmers there's an angel here at last
Always demons looking back, and laughing through the glass
Nyctophobia, fear of the dark
I am confused, I really don't know what to think
Maybe Mr. Allen does 'cause he's a Harley shrink
He asks me how I feel, I mumble "just okay"
He says "ok's not a feeling, Jack, we need to peel away
The layers of your onion, your emotional disease
Blow all these candles out, I want you on your knees"
It's way too dark in here, it's silent as the grave
It's cold and clammy, like I'm sealed into a cave
There is no air in here, I'm drowning in my fear
And if I close my eyes, the ground will disappear
I have a chronic phobia, and up until this day
There is no guarantee that it will go away
Nyctophobia, fear of the dark
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