I live under your bed but you never took time to look.
I know your secrets, every dream, every fear.
My body is swollen, guts all gone.
Nails starting to fall, I cannot take it anymore.
Step out of your bed! I want everything back.
I know it hurts to leave,
But that is how it goes.
Fear not my dear,
Because fear lives within us all.
Yakapin 