The Nightmare
I was walking down the pavement
I seemed to be going through a rough patch
I had to do some house payment
But it seemed complicated I had to start from scratch
The payment doing was in my mind
When I saw a young man in my yard
He seemed low, otherwise he was kind
His attire made him seem like a security guard
I watched him until he got close
The walk seemed familiar though
And his face didn't make sense
You couldn't exactly tell his moods or emotions
He took out a sharp knife and stabbed me several times
I laid down there helpless and saw you heading our way
And the most painful thing was that I saw you shaking hands with him
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