It's Chilly Out-Numbers
inside this world, only i can breathe
the night, the cold, the air, the fear is me
campaigning for the souls of the dead
i have fed on the weak to keep my head on straight
this isn't what i am supposed to be
so how about you bow down to me?
falling asleep
i wait in the sheets for you to be mine
tossing, turning feel the fingers scraping up your spine
i refuse to be drowned by the light
to forgive and lose all sight i won’t let you sleep
until you know i’m there i won’t let you sleep
until you face this nightmare if you don't believe me
i'll be waiting in the corners of your mind
just because you can't see
doesn't mean you're free from my sight
there’s a light that faces night
it doesn’t budge, it doesn’t fight
and there’s nothing left but my questioning
there is nothing more to see
we don't believe, we disagree
we never feel love
i keep looking up calling out