You know that somethings out there

Just like those things under the bed

A fear you knew when younger, sometimes real in your head

But it ain't no apparition, won't pull things down into the rug



You wish that you could wake up

But both the pinch and the pin, they draw blood

And something moved, it's out there

Someone knows you're there



Your eyes are dead and broken

Fixed in a stare without a blink

You see but don't believe it

Like a wino swearing off the drink



You live in fear for daybreak

Some warmth and comfort from the sun

All sense of time escapes you

Cause when you look up at the clock it's only one!



And something moved, it's out there

Someone knows you're out there

Something moved, it's out there

Someone knows you're there...