Last night I woke up from a pleasant dream
While you had nightmare lying next to me.
Tell me what haunts you in your sleep
It brings to mind familiar memories.
An image of the warmest summer day,
А monster watches while the children play.
You ask me if I can relate
Truth is I used to be afraid
'til I approached him as a friend.
And thats the last I heard of Slender Man.
Sent from my thoughts off to a distant land.
Where dated fears come to retire,
А growing mind has no desire
To be conserve and make believe.
Solo:
Now hear my voice, call out a warning,
When I'm gone without a whisper in the morning.
I guess you'll pack it up and leave,
Just forget that you believe,
Pretend that we are all the same.
But I'm still waiting with the doubtful,
where false confessions are a mouthful.
This is not your second voice.
This time you don't have a choice,
but to look in my empty eyes.
So look into my empty eyes.
Solo:
If theres a cry that hides behind your laugh
When you spot shadows in photographs.
That empty white face in your bed
Will never be considered dead,
As long as he's living in your head.