Ice Nine Kills - The American Nightmare (Live in Worcester, MA / November 2019)

The American Nightmare
Ice Nine Kills
04:39
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[Intro:]
Getting ready for bed at a regular time is one of the most important habits you can learn. David has probably never stopped to think what a wonderful thing sleep is. Dreams are normal too. Going to bed at a regular time each night makes it easier to go right off to sleep.

[Verse 1:]
Rest your head, here's a lullaby,
A melody for heavy eyes.
Early to bed, early to die,
Welcome to your worst nightmare.

[Verse 2:]
Fast asleep, it's all in your head now,
Past the street where they cursed my name,
But I won't be forsaken!
Craven my revenge from the shallow grave
Where I went down in flames,
The beast has been awakened.

[Pre-Chorus:]
When night comes creeping,
My cruel hand will rock you to sleep.

[Chorus:]
I'm the American nightmare
With American dreams
Of counting the bodies while you count sheep!
I'm the American nightmare,
Yeah, I'm living the dream,
I'm slashing my way through the golden age of the silver scream.
Sweet dreams.

[Verse 3:]
Fell in love with hate 'cause evil fit like a glove,
It's fate that I'm still here,
And I won't be forsaken!
Wicked when I was just a man
But sickening now and fed by fear.
The beast has been awakened now!
They all think it's just pretend!
You'll never ever sleep again.
All your friends are fucking dead!
You can't turn down your own deathbed.

[Pre-Chorus:]
When night comes creeping,
My cruel hand will rock you to sleep.

[Chorus:]
I'm the American nightmare
With American dreams
Of counting the bodies while you count sheep!
I'm the American nightmare,
Yeah, I'm living the dream,
I'm slashing my way through the golden age of the silver scream.
I'm the American nightmare,
I'm the man of the dreams
Where the glove is God,
So I'm sinking my claws in the silver scream.

[Bridge:]
One, two, dreams do come true.
Three, four, see you at the morgue.
Five, six, he'll get his fix.
Seven, eight, now shake the twisted hand of fate.
No!
Now shake the twisted hand of fate!
No!
All your friends are fucking dead!

[Pre-Chorus:]
When night comes creeping,
My cruel hand will rock you to sleep.

[Chorus:]
I'm the American nightmare
With American dreams
Of counting the bodies while you count sheep!
I'm the American nightmare,
Yeah, I'm living the dream,
I'm slashing my way through the golden age of the silver scream.
I'm the American nightmare,
I'm the man of the dreams
Where the glove is God,
So I'm sinking my claws in the silver scream.