I've seen a world, unlike any you've seen
full of creatures who've been in my dreams.
I know a pain, like you wouldn't belive
one that rips me apart at the seams.
Take your pills Fran
Just lie still Fran
Is that dead girl me?
Fran Bow! Fran Bow!
None of this is real.
So they tell me, shall we, see what these reveal?
I hear Itward's whispers echo in my mind.
It's a perfect time to die!
Finding Mister Midnight!
I've seen the end of a number of lives
and I wonder if I've caused a few?
Am I a ghost?
Is my heart made of wood?
Is that blood on my hands from me or you?
I hear voices.
All these noises.
Are my choices gone?
Fran Bow! Fran Bow!
Puppet on a string.
You can taunt me, haunt me
it won't change a thing!
Because Itward's whispers echo in my mind.
It's a perfect time to die!
Finding Mister Midnight!
Every memory
is a mystery or lie.
Tears well from the blood
in my eyes!
Fran Bow, Fran bow?
How'd parents die?
You won't trust me!
Just beware the shadows lies.
He'll surround you!
Drown you!
Bury you alive!
But you'll shake him, break him
each time you survive!
So let Itward's whispers echo in your mind.
It's a perfect time to die!
Finding Mister Midnight

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