Daymare

The world right now Is a scary sight

Tick To__

My clock is running slow

Mama! Hello, Hello? Are you okay?/ I'm okay. I'm really good, really, really, really, good.

Creature growl and prowl Paws incessant at the ground Waiting for the hunt

There was broken glass Scattered across the entryway

There is a chill in the air That rushes up my spine

The air chills upon entering As hollow air follows behind

This life is a curse That I hope to find

Bats flying free When witches cackle Fill the night

This abandoned house Creaks with old ghosts