Laughing, always laughing with me
Melting, it can melt next to me
Next to me
And in the dark
There's some thing
You can't see
And it's peeking
Speaking, way to speak carefully
Dying, it can die next to me
In our sleep
But in the dark
There's some thing
We can't see
And it's moving
Cracking at the seam
Cracking, it's cracked at the seam
Moving so slowly, it's weak
Hardly making any sense to me
But in the dark
There is some thing
We can't see
And it's moving
Cracking at the seam
Cracking, it's cracked at the seam