Witching Hour
Cold's the night right next to you
There's a figure staring
In your room it's looking at you
There is nothing you can do
As you lay there frozen
Scared to move, not even breathing
Must remain inside the light
Not be called into the dark tomorrow
Where will you go?
Where will you hide?
In the witching hour
Shadows looking back at you
Where will you turn?
Where will you run?
In the witching hour
Figures chasing after you
You try to run, but you can't run
Expressionless the being has
Drawn you into it's enchantment
As you feel the end is near
You think you're dreaming but your
Nightmare's only the beginning
Must remain inside the light
Not be called into the dark tomorrow
Where will you go?
Where will you hide?
In the witching hour
Shadows looking back at you
Where will you turn?
Where will you run?
In the witching hour
Figures chasing after you
Tic toc, knock knock, the hour of fear
Is drawing near, what holds you dear?
That consummates you leaves you laying on the floor
Tic toc, knock knock, who is out there
That has been scratching at your door?
It is your fear that consummates you as you're huddled in your room
Where will you go?
Where will you hide?
In the witching hour
Shadows looking back at you
Where will you turn?
Where will you run?
In the witching hour
Figures chasing after you
Where will you go?
Where will you hide?
In the witching hour
Shadows looking back at you
Where will you turn?
Where will you run?
In the witching hour
Figures chasing after you
There's a figure staring
In your room it's looking at you
There is nothing you can do
As you lay there frozen
Scared to move, not even breathing
Must remain inside the light
Not be called into the dark tomorrow
Where will you go?
Where will you hide?
In the witching hour
Shadows looking back at you
Where will you turn?
Where will you run?
In the witching hour
Figures chasing after you
You try to run, but you can't run
Expressionless the being has
Drawn you into it's enchantment
As you feel the end is near
You think you're dreaming but your
Nightmare's only the beginning
Must remain inside the light
Not be called into the dark tomorrow
Where will you go?
Where will you hide?
In the witching hour
Shadows looking back at you
Where will you turn?
Where will you run?
In the witching hour
Figures chasing after you
Tic toc, knock knock, the hour of fear
Is drawing near, what holds you dear?
That consummates you leaves you laying on the floor
Tic toc, knock knock, who is out there
That has been scratching at your door?
It is your fear that consummates you as you're huddled in your room
Where will you go?
Where will you hide?
In the witching hour
Shadows looking back at you
Where will you turn?
Where will you run?
In the witching hour
Figures chasing after you
Where will you go?
Where will you hide?
In the witching hour
Shadows looking back at you
Where will you turn?
Where will you run?
In the witching hour
Figures chasing after you
Credits
Writer(s): Paval Konvalinka, Hanny Mohamed, John Cavaliere, Steven Janevski
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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