When the clock strikes at midnight
They come out of the dark
'Cause when my head lays on my pillow
It's time for them to start to talk
And all the photos on the wall
Staring madly at me
Saying that I'm good for nothing
And that I'll never be free
So light a candle in the dark
If you like praying
Better start
Voices in my head
Making my skin crawl
Souls under the bed
After the nightfall
Running from the dead
Because of my faults
And my head is
A haunted house
And in the mirror, there's a man
I don't think I've met before
Maybe I'm still stuck in the past
God knows what I'm waiting for
The television just turned on
Static as my own life
A haunting memory is a knife
You cut yourself as you like
So light a candle in the dark
If you like praying
Better start
Voices in my head
Making my skin crawl
Souls under the bed
After the nightfall
Running from the dead
Because of my faults
And my head is
A haunted house
Boo!
Sorrow, fear
Guilt and dissatisfaction
Four ghosts whisper in my ear
Just like they're haunting a mansion
Oo-ooh
I hear the cold wind blowing
Oo-ooh
I know they're coming for me
Oo-ooh
The past that's gone and dead
Trying to bring me down
Bring me down
Voices in my head
Making my skin crawl
Souls under the bed
After the nightfall
Running from the dead
Because of my faults
And my head is
A haunted house
Boo!
Sorrow, fear
Guilt and dissatisfaction
Four ghosts whisper in my ear
Just like they're haunting a mansion
