Haunt // Bed

[Verse 1] I'm sorry that your dad is dead I hope you amend it I think I've lost a lot of my friends Through belief that I'm an instrument Well fuck me if you must then Treat me like an old friend I can't exist within my own head So I insist on haunting your bed If you could only hear what I said You'd see [Hook] I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared [Verse 2] Spin car round push your head down down down And smash into the ground with you There's been a piece of glass found and a terrible sound What if what they're saying is true Oh I prefer it in your bed; television set [Hook] I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared I'm not scared