Bad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me get up and walk Bad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me sleepwalkBad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me get up and walk Bad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me sleepwalkIt scares the hell out of anyone around The sounds are near My sister locked her door one time Until the coast was clearI wake, try to remember it Grab a glass from the cabinet Close my eyes, subconscious trapping it now Try to pry it openI wake, try to remember it Grab a glass from the cabinet Close my eyes, subconscious trapping it now Try to pry it openThen it becomes, it becomes, it becomes a problem Then it becomes, it becomes, it becomes a problem Then it becomes a problem, then it becomes a problem Then it becomes, it becomes, it becomes a problemBad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me get up and walk Bad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me sleepwalkEvening, this voice comes across the room I'm standing on my knees I'm panting, breathing heavily There's rug-burns burning meI wake, try to remember it Grab a glass from the cabinet Close my eyes, subconscious trapping it now Try to pry it openI wake, try to remember it Grab a glass from the cabinet Close my eyes, subconscious trapping it now Try to pry it openThen it becomes, it becomes, it becomes a problem Then it becomes, it becomes, it becomes a problem Then it becomes a problem, then it becomes a problem Then it becomes, it becomes, it becomes a problemBad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me get up and walk Bad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me sleepwalkBad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me get up and walk Bad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me sleepwalk
