Boogeyman
Huh I'm fucking tripping out
In a dark room in the middle of my house
Everybody sleeping he midnight creeping
He got sharp teeth don't let em get you in his mouth
No night lights I'm the boogeyman's sights
The shadows tryna take me to the after life I need christ
The devils tormenting in these different forms
Children of the corn I will never be a norm
Looking in the closet and under the bed
The boogeyman's got long nails and his eyes red
All alone and I'm left for dead
I'm grabbing the covers and pulling em over my head
I swear that I can't be caught I aint tryna rot
Its good that at that age I wasn't smoking pot
Cause I woulda been a paranoid tripping a lot
When he follows you at night to your sleeping spot
My eyes wide open scoping hoping he won't be choking
Sneaking up into my dreams waking up with cold sweats like I'm coking
He be roping my arms to the pillars doping me up like I'm a dealer
My therapist is good for a talk and a walk but I need a fucking healer
Red rum hit the drum with a dum dum
The boogeyman will come don't try to run
Don't try to hide because you will die like my black lungs
You will not survive you will be done
Your soul will fry once you say goodbye
Say goodbye say goodbye
Fe, fi, fe, fi, fo, fum
Watch out now for the boogeyman come
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four
That motherfuker's crawling cross your floor
Now my little black sheep have you any wool
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full
One for the master, one for the sin
One for the man with the devil in his grin
Come little children gather near
These black stories you must hear
Its when your feeling frightful lying in your bed
No sugar plums dancing in your head
Thats when he'll come into your soul he'll creep
Snatch out your eyes if he thinks that you do weep
You've heard of the man lurking in your dreams
He only craves your silent screams
Mouth is dripping for a taste
Tick ticky tock he's no time to waste
Shredding his madness thru your soul
Rip the dreams from your chest and eat you whole
Thriving on your pain his lust is grim
Drip drippy drop now your blood runs thin
Writher and wrather inside his grasp
Now take a deep breathe for its your last
Fe, fi, fe, fi, fo, fum
Watch out now for the boogeyman come
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four
That motherfuker's crawling cross your floor
Now my little black sheep have you any wool
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full
One for the master, one for the sin
One for the man with the devil in his grin
Now I lay me down to sleep (Now I lay me down to sleep)
I pray the lord my soul to keep (I pray the lord my soul to keep)
If I should die before I wake (If I should die before I wake)
The boogeyman (Boogeyman) my soul will take (Ha ha ha ha)
Fe, fi, fe, fi, fo, fum
Watch out now for the boogeyman come
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four
That motherfuker's crawling cross your floor
Now my little black sheep have you any wool
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full
One for the master, one for the sin
One for the man with the devil in his grin
If I should die before I wake
In a dark room in the middle of my house
Everybody sleeping he midnight creeping
He got sharp teeth don't let em get you in his mouth
No night lights I'm the boogeyman's sights
The shadows tryna take me to the after life I need christ
The devils tormenting in these different forms
Children of the corn I will never be a norm
Looking in the closet and under the bed
The boogeyman's got long nails and his eyes red
All alone and I'm left for dead
I'm grabbing the covers and pulling em over my head
I swear that I can't be caught I aint tryna rot
Its good that at that age I wasn't smoking pot
Cause I woulda been a paranoid tripping a lot
When he follows you at night to your sleeping spot
My eyes wide open scoping hoping he won't be choking
Sneaking up into my dreams waking up with cold sweats like I'm coking
He be roping my arms to the pillars doping me up like I'm a dealer
My therapist is good for a talk and a walk but I need a fucking healer
Red rum hit the drum with a dum dum
The boogeyman will come don't try to run
Don't try to hide because you will die like my black lungs
You will not survive you will be done
Your soul will fry once you say goodbye
Say goodbye say goodbye
Fe, fi, fe, fi, fo, fum
Watch out now for the boogeyman come
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four
That motherfuker's crawling cross your floor
Now my little black sheep have you any wool
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full
One for the master, one for the sin
One for the man with the devil in his grin
Come little children gather near
These black stories you must hear
Its when your feeling frightful lying in your bed
No sugar plums dancing in your head
Thats when he'll come into your soul he'll creep
Snatch out your eyes if he thinks that you do weep
You've heard of the man lurking in your dreams
He only craves your silent screams
Mouth is dripping for a taste
Tick ticky tock he's no time to waste
Shredding his madness thru your soul
Rip the dreams from your chest and eat you whole
Thriving on your pain his lust is grim
Drip drippy drop now your blood runs thin
Writher and wrather inside his grasp
Now take a deep breathe for its your last
Fe, fi, fe, fi, fo, fum
Watch out now for the boogeyman come
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four
That motherfuker's crawling cross your floor
Now my little black sheep have you any wool
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full
One for the master, one for the sin
One for the man with the devil in his grin
Now I lay me down to sleep (Now I lay me down to sleep)
I pray the lord my soul to keep (I pray the lord my soul to keep)
If I should die before I wake (If I should die before I wake)
The boogeyman (Boogeyman) my soul will take (Ha ha ha ha)
Fe, fi, fe, fi, fo, fum
Watch out now for the boogeyman come
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four
That motherfuker's crawling cross your floor
Now my little black sheep have you any wool
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full
One for the master, one for the sin
One for the man with the devil in his grin
If I should die before I wake
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Writer(s): Dalton Julius
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