Ruelle Dead Of Night

Don’t know what to expect

My mind is racing, I can barely feel my breath

Like a dream I can’t escape

I wanna run, but I’m still here when I awake

In a pitch black world, anything goes

No telling where the wind will blow

In a pitch black world, anything goes

In the dead of night strange things happen

In the dead of night the world goes cold

When the lights go out all around, whispers fill the air

In the dead of night, better hold on tight

You can shout or you can scream

But it won’t save you from the midnight trickery

When the daylight disappears, you’ll find no shelter in this tangled web of fear

In a pitch black world, anything goes

No telling where the wind will blow

In a pitch black world, anything goes

In the dead of night strange things happen

In the dead of night the world goes cold

When the lights go out all around, whispers fill the air

In the dead of night, better hold on tight

Better hold on tight

In the dead of night

Come take a breath

Don’t close your eyes

Don’t say another word

Don’t let the darkness find you

Holding still, don’t break inside

Don’t say another word

Don’t let the darkness find you

In the dead of night strange things happen

In the dead of night the world goes cold

When the lights go out all around, whispers fill the air

In the dead of night, better hold on tight

Better hold on tight

In the dead of night

Better hold on tight