• There's something underneath my bed,
    but what have I to fear?
    I know that it's just in my head
    or stuck behind my mirror.

    There's something scratching at my door,
    but is it really there?
    If I can't take it any more,
    must I still be scared?

    There's something lurking in the darkness,
    so when will I give in?
    I'll open my eyes to the starkness
    that reality brings.

    I know that this is just a dream,
    so when will I let go?
    I have no mouth and I must scream,
    and this is all I know.