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, fear of the dark
I
have constant fear that something's always near
Fear of the dark, 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
Watching horror films the night
before
Debating witches and folklore
The unknown troubles on your mind
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense, and
suddenly eyes fix on dancing shadows from behind
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have constant fear that something's always
near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's always there
When I'm walking a dark road
I am am
man who walks alone...
[Transcipted by LSlasher (yea, a part of the Society Words Team)]
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