On waking, eyes open, bed shaking
Nearly screaming I am trying not to lose it
Any I know you must be asking what’s got me so fucked up
But it’s like this nearly every morning
No one really knows it but I think I am going crazy
When the sun goes down and the darkness comes
The nightmares sneak and crawl and make their way inside my head
There they play over and over like strange shows behind my eyes
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