In your head
Blood, Guts, Goore.
They want you dead
Their coming for more.
While you sleep,
Into your dreams they creep.
Even in the day it's so hard to bare
Because your having nightmares.
You think you see them in the hall
They are driving you insane.
But others see nothing at all
That's just another fire by a flame.
They scare you to the core
The monsters want you dead.
Blood guts gore, they come back for more
Manifesting inside your head.
They sleep with you at night
They wait for you to shower.
They feel your body with fear
Don't even dare to test their power.
They don't stay under your bed
Never been in your closet.
They're the person you love that's dead
They're you're bloody faucet.
They don't live with you
They live in you
They don't have to
But because you embrace them, they do.
They make you hate yourself
They make you want to die.
To hear, their the most painful lie.
To be, their a suicide note on a shelf.
While you breathe
In your lungs they creep.
In the mirror, it's hard to stare
You are now living your nightmare.