Between the teeth of a comb I fled
The teeth were brushing against my head
Brown rivers flowing with the remains of dead
Be gone be gone be gone!
My heart beating with every blast
The hallways and corridors rushing past
I steadied the gun, killed the enemy fast
Be gone be gone be gone.
They wanted to come to my room to nag
My shoulders with their worries began to sag
Until I give up and raise a white flag
Be gone be gone be gone,
The swords in your mouth glimmer and shine
As they spark and crash with those of mine
When rattlesnakes hunger and when they dine
be gone be gone be gone
Those bed sheets of white will tangle my feet
The monster will draw nearer with each heartbeat
As I watch I turn into pulp and meat
gone. Only to wake.
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