Every time I close my eyes demons every shape and size
Cradle me and whisper in my ear
Just as I begin to sleep I hear that door begin to creak
Body is locked up tight in fear
We were all told when were very young
That there are no monsters under our beds
But we're never told even when we're all old
The monsters all live in our heads
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
Memories they torture me, dead loved ones is all I see
Waking life is full of regret
Toss and turn in sweaty sheets, deepest valley with no peaks
Meditation hasn't helped me yet
We were all told when were very young
That there are no monsters under our beds
But we're never told even when we're all old
The monsters all live in our heads
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I just want one night of sleep with no ghost chasing after me
Please just let me lay here in bed
Walking through these empty streets, why am I so incomplete
I guess I'll get to sleep when I'm dead
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
OOOOZ - Amongst the Dead (Single) Lyrics
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Every time I close my eyes demons every shape and size
Cradle me and whisper in my ear
Just as I begin to sleep I hear that door begin to creak
Body is locked up tight in fear
We were all told when were very young
That there are no monsters under our beds
But we're never told even when we're all old
The monsters all live in our heads
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
Memories they torture me, dead loved ones is all I see
Waking life is full of regret
Toss and turn in sweaty sheets, deepest valley with no peaks
Meditation hasn't helped me yet
We were all told when were very young
That there are no monsters under our beds
But we're never told even when we're all old
The monsters all live in our heads
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I just want one night of sleep with no ghost chasing after me
Please just let me lay here in bed
Walking through these empty streets, why am I so incomplete
I guess I'll get to sleep when I'm dead
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
Cradle me and whisper in my ear
Just as I begin to sleep I hear that door begin to creak
Body is locked up tight in fear
We were all told when were very young
That there are no monsters under our beds
But we're never told even when we're all old
The monsters all live in our heads
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
Memories they torture me, dead loved ones is all I see
Waking life is full of regret
Toss and turn in sweaty sheets, deepest valley with no peaks
Meditation hasn't helped me yet
We were all told when were very young
That there are no monsters under our beds
But we're never told even when we're all old
The monsters all live in our heads
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I just want one night of sleep with no ghost chasing after me
Please just let me lay here in bed
Walking through these empty streets, why am I so incomplete
I guess I'll get to sleep when I'm dead
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
I don't really live amongst the dead my friend
But sometimes they visit me in bed
Writer: Dane Bradfield
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