I dread the morning beep

but for now i'm counting sheep

These dreams i wish i could keep

but not the nightmares they make me go: Eep

Im laying in bed

dreading the dead that will come in the morning

the alarm will be blaring

spirits be scaring

people dieing

My nightmares escaped

and now i am screaming

no sound

we’re back in my head

back in my bed

there is a new sound

it’s the one that i dread

it forces me out of my bed

I turn it off and start the day

and wish i got more sleep