Someone's always in my dreams
  Scary men with butcher knives
  Assume reality to take my life
  Why can't they bug someone else?
  Why can't they just leave me be?
  Little men with twenty arms
  Always fuckin fuckin me!
  I lay awake to calm my mind
  Hoping nightmares not to find
  Creeping crawling through the night
  Fill my fragile mind with fright...
  Hacked to pieces in my head
  Mayby I will wake up dead
  Too many times I swim in sweat
  Horrible things I can't forget
  Piece by piece I slip away
  My violent brain is held at bay
  By ugly men with purple eyes
  I wake up dead and realize
  How can my mind conjure these things?
  I wish that I would not have dreams
  'Tis a better thing to have a heatthy mind.
  That to dream in hate, forever behind