When the clock strikes at midnight
They come out of the dark
Cause when my head lays on my pillow
It's time for them to start to talk

And all the photos on the wall
Staring madly at me
Saying that I'm good for nothing
And that I'll never be free

So light a candle in the dark
If you like praying
Better start

Voices in my head
Making my skin crawl
Souls under the bed
After the nightfall
Running from the dead
Because of my faults
And my head is
A haunted house

And in the mirror, there's a man
I don't think I've met before
Maybe I'm still stuck in the past
God knows what I'm waiting for

The television just turned on
Static as my own life
A haunting memory is a knife
You cut yourself as you like

So light a candle in the dark
If you like praying
Better start

Voices in my head
Making my skin crawl
Souls under the bed
After the nightfall
Running from the dead
Because of my faults
And my head is
A haunted house

Boo!
Sorrow, fear
Guilt and dissatisfaction

Four ghosts whisper in my ear
Just like they're haunting a mansion

Oo-ooh
I hear the cold wind blowing
Oo-ooh
I know they're coming for me
Oo-ooh
The past that's gone and dead
Trying to bring me down
Bring me down

Voices in my head
Making my skin crawl
Souls under the bed
After the nightfall
Running from the dead
Because of my faults
And my head is
A haunted house

Boo!
Sorrow, fear
Guilt and dissatisfaction

Four ghosts whisper in my ear
Just like they're haunting a mansion