Don't try to move
It’s sitting on your chest
Eyes wide open but the body’s made of lead
Shadow in the corner standing right beside the bed
Can’t scream, can’t run, can’t even close the eye
Counting every second as the phantom passes by
It’s heavy on the lungs, it’s cold inside the bone
The king of the paralysis is sitting on the throne
Frozen in the sheets, yeah, the room is getting thin
Feel the icy fingers start to press against the skin
I can’t breathe I can’t breathe
Try to twitch a finger, try to break the spell
Screaming in the silence of a personal hell
The ceiling’s coming down, the air is turning black
There is something on your chest and it’s never going back
Clock is ticking backwards, time is out of joint
Every single shadow is a sharp and deadly point
He’s leanin’ in
He’s whisperin’ your name
WAKE UP
You’re still dreaming
