You have been living this nightmare many many times before
Don't make a move hold your breath never ever look behind the door
You see nothing but you can't deny
The cold breath of air you feel
And now the only question is
Is it fake or is it real?
As the night is creeping up your bed you got to
Grip it tighter, grip it tighter
Pull the sheets over your head don't say a word and
Grip it tighter, grip it tighter
It's pitch black and you're watched by a million burning pairs of eyes
You try to sneak, try to run, try to leave
But you can't when you're paralyzed
You see nothing but you can't deny
The cold breath of air you feel
And now the only question is
Is it fake or is it real?
As the night is creeping up your bed you got to
Grip it tighter, grip it tighter
Pull the sheets over your head don't say a word and
Grip it tighter, grip it tighter
