Lonely night
At night, they arrive and depart.
all I know is making fun of
Tell me I'm the Maddest Hatter by bending time, mind, and matter.
Clowns, the dark, and the light terrify me.
refusing to run or fight in a panic
Faces painted on the wall
And I have no sense of myself at all.
Cold and artificial scarlet teardrops drip from their smiling faces.
You are and always will be alone.
You stay with me if no one else arrives.
Evening cannot be rescued from by day.
We can block the light, corner you at any time, and retell the stories you already knew.
We keep an eye on your sleep at night.
Watch you writhe in anguish in silence.
We refer to ourselves as insane and are unconcerned with reality.
Don't cry now.
Nothing is wrong.
You're pitiful.
Sing a tune.
Monsters appear and disappear.
Dread the world you've become accustomed to
Dream or real, we won't ever reveal
Make an effort to slow your heartbeat.
Sweetie You are powerless to keep them there since "Poison" is a perfect fit for you and infects everyone you care about.
We immediately proceed to our airplane.
However, we'll see you that evening.
The limbs and faces that were singing horrible hymns should be packed.
Panic, rage, dread, and numbness have taken over as we've grown very fond of you and hope you'll miss us too.
We are always available by phone.
Get some rest; it's morning and I can't sleep; how do I know you think I'm insane, don't you think?
No, I just have a fear of the dark.
