They want to watch you while you sleep
They breathe and drool all over your feet
Yellow eyes in cracks of the walls
A whisper on the wind, can you hear them call
And I just don't know what to do
Wake in a cold sweat, there's scratching at your door
Corner of your eye, you know something's there
Something wicked this way comes
A whisper on the wind, can you hear us call
And I just don't know what to do
There are People Under The Stairs
There are People Under The Stairs
Nobody loves you