In this quiet little street
In the center of my town
Where the echoes of my feet
Fail to calm me down
While I try to reach the other side
Silence is my friend
If you pass where Death resides
You're sure to meet the end
This street is dead
'Cuz there's a threat
I won't be waking up
He creeps up from behind
His touch is designed
So I won't wake up
I won't wake up
People warned me not to go
Down the path I chose to take
They'll put a label on my toe
After he awakes
But still I take the second left
I'm walking on a ledge
I like to take the second left
'Cuz I'm living on the edge
This street is dead
'Cuz there's a threat
I won't be waking up
He creeps up from behind
His touch is designed
So I won't wake up
I won't wake up
I won't wake up