'Whats Under your bed son?'

Wasting Away
Violent thoughts

"Whats under your bed son?"

No real friends
Pitch black hair

"Whats under your bed boy?"

All their snarls
Angry faces
A hum of whispers

"Whats under your bed boy?
What monster lies
Beneath those sheets?"

But they cant know
What you keep

Shhh...
Shhh...

Hold your secrets close
Soon they'll know

"Whats under your bed boy?
What lies have you told?"

They're talking now,
Screaming now,
Soon they'll be at your door.

It's not my fault!
It's not my own.
It's not my fault!

But what lies have you told
to hold your secret close?

"Whats under your bed son?"