I wake up and remember the fright
I know he has been here tonight
But I go to bed, crazy as it seems
I know he has been watching my dreams
After midnight, I tight my sheet
Into a useless desire to sleep
He chases me in ways I can't see
I guess if I die he'll be waiting for me
Head with no hair, face with no eye
Mad as a sin, tall as the sky
His mind is blank and the skin is grey
He has been chasing me during the day
He's on the street, he's staring at me
As I go to bed he will come with glee
Year after year, I hang on the phone
The day he'll disappear is yet to come
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