Phantasm - Traitors

What I see at night is messing with me

Is messing with me, is messing with me

I’m always yelling in my sleep

Because my dreams

Are littered with torment, and screams

So people start checking on me, and stressing on me

And all this weight starts pressing on me

Back to the mother fucking point

I wake up exhausted, with pain in my joints

Attacked again by my illusion, delusion

The rot of arrogance brought out by this lucid

This lucid

Waking up and my body starts to spasm

Then my bodies paralyzed, and I’m staring in the eyes

Of something so dark I couldn’t ever fathom

This phantasm

It’s plunging me deeper into this chasm

So everyone suggests I be stronger

But he, has control over me

Why do you think I’m dealing with everything so anxiously?

What I see at night is messing with me

Stressing on me

I’m always yelling in my sleep

Cause my dreams

Are filled with torment, and shrill screams

So everybody is checking on me, and stressing for me

If you cut my flesh, you’d see everybody’s fucking problems bleed

Everyone suggests I be stronger

Natural death come take me so I’m here no longer