Dark things lurk in the dark;
They come out to play at night.
But I don't hide myself from them
Even though the monsters can bite.
Becasue, really, I'm not afraid of the night.
The darkness can be fixed with a flashlight.
I'm afraid of waking up in the morning
And having to go out into the daylight.
I don't want to have to face another day.
This is already too much for me to stand.
But I can't bring myself to tell a friend why
Or they might try to lend me a helping hand.
Dark things lurk in the dark,
But I don't try to put up a fight.
I will join in on their dance
And become one of them tonight.
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