It lurks in the shadows
Sitting
Waiting
With the patience of a saint
Waiting for me to bring my guard down
Waiting, just waiting for me to get comfortable
Then its going to strike
It's going to take my mind
It wants my fear
It yearns for my blood
It hopes for my screams
This eerie feeling follows me everywhere
Just as everything begins looking up
It turns out to be the exact opposite
In reality I'm in a downward spiral
Headed straight toward hell
And it knows.
It's playing mind games
And lurking in the shadows
Sitting
Waiting
Wishing for my blood
