Did this place exist? Was it there at all? There was a dream so real That I just can't recall There's something in the trees It takes shape late at night I can see it clear as day In the reflection of my eyes I don't know what I am I don't really want to know When it looks at me I want to kill it slow Can you read to me The story of when things Made more sense? Something's stopping me Something's stopping me From getting outside my head This is dangerous This feels like a bad dream Can you wake me please? Can you wake me please? Can you wake me please?