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painted murder on the wall footsteps coming down the hall to the window through the blinds tun away but i still hear the footsteps closing in again this time the plane is going down double over get ready i'm allergic to the light and the darkness brings me fright through the peephouse i saw the suicial neighbours they turned the doorknob came in again someone sleeping in my bed closed my eyes and i had a dream inside a dream i woke so many times i don't know if i'm awake jam the forceps in my eyes keep them open through the night listen to grating voice the night speaks it says "hey" to morning "it's great to meet again. out of bed you sleephead" i had a dream inside a dream i woke so many times i don't know if i'm awake From Letras Mania