Squeak Shriek
Things go bump in the night
Is it my imagination?
Or is something out to get me?
Clunk bump
More noises in the night
I’m so scared
A cold hand on my shoulder
Nails digging into me
Screams come from my mouth
Blood dripping down my back
I’m fading away
Because of things that go bump in the night
Things go bump in the night
Is it my imagination?
Or is something out to get me?
Clunk bump
More noises in the night
I’m so scared
A cold hand on my shoulder
Nails digging into me
Screams come from my mouth
Blood dripping down my back
I’m fading away
Because of things that go bump in the night
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