Jimmy was a typical regular guy

Never contemplating what might happen if he died

People tried to tell him but all he did was sighed

They walked away without guilt 

Knowing that they tried



Life was going smooth

Everything seems really cool

Working on the weekends

Doing good in school

Jimmy had no problems

He had money, he had health

No need for nothing

Nothing but himself



Then one night he had a strange dream

Images so vivid it could have been reality

An ugly head was raised

Jim let out a scream

I'm glad I wasn't there

It would have got the best of me



Then one night he had a strange dream

Images so vivid it could have been reality

An ugly head was raised

Jim let out a scream

I'm glad I wasn't there

It would have got the best of me



Then it all started and the chase began

His neck was within inches

Of the deadly clutching hand

Tossing and turning, all to no avail

Once you think you've lost the beast

He's racing down, racing down your trail



Feet feeling heavy

Eyes stung with sweat

Darkness approaching

Traps of death have been set

Feet feeling heavy

Eyes stung with sweat

Darkness approaching

Traps of death have been set



What a bitch

His dream became real

No one was around

Who might care now?

He would feel

His bed became a sweaty

Sweaty place of death

His fate had been decided

Long before his dying breath 



What a bitch

His dream became real

No one was around

Who might care now?

He would feel

His bed became a sweaty

Sweaty place of death

His fate had been decided

Long before his dying breath



No, it's not a dream

Don't even waste your breath

With those screams

"Jimmy!" Mom calls out of bed

Jimmy can't hear you, Ma

Jimmy's dead!