Impetigo Bad Dreams Lyrics

Someone's always following me
Someone's always in my dreams
Scary men with butcher knives
a__ume 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 f**kin f**kin 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?