Clown Hands

I see things inside the puddles no-one else sees
Got they don`t got glasses like me, glasses like me

I saw white hands with no bodies float down the hall
When I was small
They can`t get me, they can`t me

So now I`m caught a personal
Now I know it`s safe to be a dreamer
I`m safe from all the nightmares now
She`s taken all the bad dreams out

Seen the crazy

Stung by the bees, drowned in the seas
All of the dreams

Worry about things, but it won`t get me