Nightmare Carousel

I wake up in the wrong room The ceiling leans too close

My name tastes like cold metal

I count the cracks in the mirror

They count me back in return The hallway bends like a question

And every door learns my nerves

A lamp hums like it knows me The carpet grips at my

feet

I try to scream out a signal

But my throat only keeps the beat

Something moves behind my eyes

Like a hand that turns the key

If I run, the floor rewinds

If I hide, it finds me It’s a horror dream,

don’t wake me

I’m falling through the same scene

Hands on the wall,

they trace me Like I’m written in the paint

It’s a horror dream,

come take me Where the lights don’t ever mean

I run and the room replaces Every breath I try to save

I see my face in the window But it smiles a half-second

late

My phone rings out in the static

With a voice I used to hate The clock skips over the

midnight

Then lands on it again

I pray to the quiet corners

They answer with my friends If I close my eyes,

it opens If I breathe,

it learns my air Say I’m real,

say I’m chosen Say there’s nothing waiting there

It’s a horror dream,

don’t wake me I’m falling through the same scene

Hands on the wall,

they trace me

Like I’m written in the paint

It’s a horror dream,

come take me Where the lights don’t ever mean I run and

the room replaces Every breath I try to save

I wake up, and it’s still here (ahhhh)