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 peephouse

i saw the suicial 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