The BoogieMan plan

[vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1474297406840{background-color: rgba(3,4,32,0.77) !important;*background-color: rgb(3,4,32) !important;}”][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”The BoogieMan plan” font_container=”tag:h2|text_align:left|color:%23ffffff” css=”.vc_custom_1474297951012{padding-left: 10% !important;}” el_class=”song-title”][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1474300055918{padding-left: 10% !important;}”]I’m afraid of the dark at night
I’m afraid I’m gonna miss my ride
I’m so scared of the other me
I’m my own worst enemy

I’m afraid of the voodoo dolls
I’m afraid of the wooden cross
I’m afraid of everyone
The boogieman or the Taliban

The boogieman became Taliban

I’m afraid to look straight through
I’m afraid to face the truth
I’m afraid to walk the dog
I’m so scared to grow old

I’m afraid to watch TV
I’m afraid of what’s gonna be
I’m afraid when the Gods come again
I’m afraid I’m gonna miss the end

The boogie man became Taliban
The boogie man became the master plan[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]