Night has come to my door,
asking if it can stay without asking for more.
I agreed and let it enter my room,
but once it got in it predicted my doom.
I shall live among people no more,
just because the fact that my life,
it never lets me want to ask for more.
I just want it to quit right here,
do it now before I have to much fear.
I need to be free,
I need to be me,
although that might be hard to see.
You don’t have to see,
just make sure you believe.
Believe what I’m saying,
believe that there is no use for praying.
Praying to a god that doesn’t exist,
Is pointless to think I will be missed.