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 peephole
i saw the suicidal 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