Five years old with an imagination the size of the red sea

and every night he's out to get me

I can't escape from his clutches I don't know one day I might just run away with nothing left to give

every time I lay my head on my pillow I get fucked up

well I know that I can't wake my dad up or he'll send me back to bed with a spanking

and I can't tell anyone at school they'll just laugh and treat me cruel

actually this guy is chasing me inside my head

I don't know if I'm alive or I'm dead

will this guy fucking leave me I can't seem to escape from these dreams and this madness

I gotta go wake my grandpa up because he's the only one who'll understand

won't you stop chasing me because in these dreams I cry

but no one hears me

frustrated at what I am I don't know I talk to the doctors

but they can't help me

I don't know which way is up or down all I know is he's chasing me

won't you stop chasing me because in these dreams I cry

but no one hears me

and I still get chills remembering the way that my head was tucked between the cold wall and my left arm and he's swinging that belt so hard

I can hear it cutting the air and I look up to him and I say



I hope you shoes shine from all the tears that you walk on



and I ran all the way home