Momma, momma, I'm scared
There's something in the house
Something big and bad
Something sinister yet sad
Momma, momma, I think it's coming closer
I can hear whispers in the dark
Telling me choking lies and putrefying truths
Turning into a sweet, sweet lullby
Momma, momma, can't you see it?
That monster in the mirror right over there
Its claws pointing right at me,
Its crazed smile and demented stare
