5 August 2012
I lie in my bed Eyes wide awake I'm hearing these noises But what do they make
Some are so soft Some they do creak I often here voices And noises that speak
Some are so ghostly I bury my head To scared to move Their under my bed
I hate lying here In the stillness of night To frightened to move To turn on the light
There's somebody out there I know this is true Can somebody help Has this happened to you
Hate The Night • Opuss № I