Now I lay me down to sleep,
Nightmares stir in place of dreams.
Scary visions fill my mind,
This isn't what I'd hoped to find.
I longed for a place my soul could fly,
But I found the place where dreams die.
I try to turn,
I try to run.
It's far too late,
I come undone.

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