Sandman
23 Plays
•9 months ago
Close your eyes, close your eyes Rest your head Little thing , your eyes and your body are getting heavy go back to bed Take my hand don’t be shy I’m not a monster , not a figment of your imagination, I’m your friend lil ways from living, I’m not living I’m the living dead, I see you sleeping in your little bed. I see you when your sleeping in your bed The little mannerisms when you move your head Tell me that your dreaming, the firelight will show you where your led, the shadows on the wall the synchronicities are fire red. Go ahead and back it up, the hand on the clock is striking twelve, you never make it back in time your stuck where your nightmares dwell. Holy hell, holy hell I promise I would never tell, how to make it back in time covering your eyes won’t rid you of me oh well. Child Into the rabbit hole is where you fell Let me lay it down it for you what are you gonna choose. paralyzing pain your soul is what your gonna lose, it’s not our fault you took a little snooze, the static on your television keeps switchin views black and white , better check the fuse, missing from your bed and your parents crying on the nightly news, this is my nightmare and you are my tasty little muse. We are the body snatchers we are the best at what we do, we’ve been here all along and we haven’t been fed, the clock is striking twelve back it up the sandman’s Hand is twitching the hour hand is moving to slowly for you to tell, down the rabbit hole is where you fell.
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Close your eyes, close your eyes Rest your head Little thing , your eyes and your body are getting heavy go back to bed Take my hand don’t be shy I’m not a monster , not a figment of your imagination, I’m your friend lil ways from living, I’m not living I’m the living dead, I see you sleeping in your little bed. I see you when your sleeping in your bed The little mannerisms when you move your head Tell me that your dreaming, the firelight will show you where your led, the shadows on the wall the synchronicities are fire red. Go ahead and back it up, the hand on the clock is striking twelve, you never make it back in time your stuck where your nightmares dwell. Holy hell, holy hell I promise I would never tell, how to make it back in time covering your eyes won’t rid you of me oh well. Child Into the rabbit hole is where you fell Let me lay it down it for you what are you gonna choose. paralyzing pain your soul is what your gonna lose, it’s not our fault you took a little snooze, the static on your television keeps switchin views black and white , better check the fuse, missing from your bed and your parents crying on the nightly news, this is my nightmare and you are my tasty little muse. We are the body snatchers we are the best at what we do, we’ve been here all along and we haven’t been fed, the clock is striking twelve back it up the sandman’s Hand is twitching the hour hand is moving to slowly for you to tell, down the rabbit hole is where you fell.
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