in my dream there was a man so misunderstood

something of a horror show

that shivered where he stood

i chose to help him out

i watched them leave his skin

his demons want to play

and i'm the kind to let them in

i wondered why he came to me

i wondered if he knew

that i've been making devil music hiding in my room

home

one two three stop

in my dream i was a man looking at his wounds

his eyes were black

his tar and his tongue was baby blue

i had to let him in

i had to play the fool

cause i was made to tussle the creature