Bad Dreams

Someone's always following me
 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?