I am a man who walks alone,and when I'm walking a dark road,at night or strolling through the park.
When the light begins to change,i sometimes feel a little strange,a little anxious when it's dark.
Fear of the dark,i have constant fear that something's always near,Fear of the dark,i have a phobia that someone's always there.
Have you run your fingers down the wall,And have you felt your neck skin crawl,When you're searching for the light ?
Sometimes when you're scared to take a look,At the corner of the room,You've sensed that something's watching you.
Have you ever been alone at night,Thought you heard footsteps behind,And turned around and no-one's there ?
And as you quicken up your pace,You find it hard to look again,Because you're sure there's someone there.
When the light begins to change,i sometimes feel a little strange,a little anxious when it's dark.
Fear of the dark,i have constant fear that something's always near,Fear of the dark,i have a phobia that someone's always there.
Have you run your fingers down the wall,And have you felt your neck skin crawl,When you're searching for the light ?
Sometimes when you're scared to take a look,At the corner of the room,You've sensed that something's watching you.
Have you ever been alone at night,Thought you heard footsteps behind,And turned around and no-one's there ?
And as you quicken up your pace,You find it hard to look again,Because you're sure there's someone there.
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