Shadowman کے بول

At night - asleep Nightmares - not dreams Drag me through the dirt There is no place to run, nor hide He's in my blood I try to keep him out He rules the pain He makes up the ugly thoughts The rotten words He distracts my nerves His claws His poisoned laughter twists the knife His long sharp teeth Motionless silence Sullen muttering He holds the blame He's in my veins He holds the blame I try to keep him out He rules the pain inside He makes up the ugly thoughts The rotten words He distracts my nerves I've never seen his face But I have felt his breath so many times Soaked in sweat Sleeping pills and cigarettes But when the day Chases the night away….