Good evening dear children, is it already after six?
Then the Sandman has already scattered sand
Let's go to bed!
Get into your pajamas, brush your teeth, turn on the night light
I'll shake up the blanket for you
Good night, see you then
The land of dreams has its own rules
You will meet yourself and old friends
Encounter old enemies and then take revenge
If you're unlucky you'll be on trial every night in bed
Sheep clouds break up
The full moon's cold light
Reveals your old corpses
Be careful, they are hunting you
You can bury your actions six feet deep
One day it will all come back
Just don't fall asleep!
You can bury your actions six feet dig deep
One day everything will come back
Just don't fall asleep!
Hasn't that been another eventful day?!
Six to one and two or three more steps after that< br/>That one fat victim with the dirty clothes
It was cool to just box him away after school
He doesn't have anyone, no one is looking after him
He's just alone, It's so easy, you have to go up there
And everyone else took part and filmed everything
We have so many clicks on YouTube, we're slowly becoming famous
He doesn't have anyone watching him
Doesn't that actually mean that he needs someone?
And everyone else has joined in, where does that come from?
They join in before they become victims themselves!
And what comes out of it?
You collect enemies!
And every night you are alone with it
You have a monster under the bed and you feed it every day
It will be okay, the main thing is you are not sleeping
Fleety clouds are breaking up
The full moon's cold light
Uncovers your old corpses
Be careful, they are chasing you
Fleety clouds are breaking on
The full moon's cold light
Reveals your old corpses
Be careful, they hunt you
You can bury your deeds six feet deep
One day everything will come Just don't go back to sleep!
You can bury your actions six feet deep
One day it will all come back just don't go to sleep!
Now you live with the fear that you too will be alone
When you meet old enemies on the street and no one helps
Your fat victim now has a psycho quirk
And runs around with a kitchen cleaver to slaughter you guy
He gets you in your dreams at night and you scream in fear
In the land of dreams your arms have no strength
You fire fists - left, right, uppercut
Your victim laughs and pulls out his hatchet
Now your ass is being chopped up
And you wake up covered in sweat and crying
Your nightmare continues outside
The enemies become opponents, who arm themselves to the teeth
Better to be in prison than to get kicked again
And so you hate each other, even though you are so similar
That's how it used to be and it Stay like this forever, Amen
Every evening the day catches up with you
It'll be fine, just never fall asleep

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