D#m B
I've seen a world unlike any you’ve seen,
G# Bb
full of creatures who’ve been in my dreams~
D#m B
I know a pain like you wouldn’t believe,
G# Bb
one that rips me apart at the seams!
B D#m
“Take your pills, Fran!”
“Just lie still, Fran!”
B Bb
Is that dead girl me?
D#m
“Fran Bow!” “Fran Bow!”
B
“None of this is real!”
G#
So they tell me. Shall we
Bb
see what these reveal?
I hear
D#m
Itward’s whispers
B
echo in my mind…
G# Bb ~stop~
It’s a perfect time to die
Finding Mr. Midnight.
D#m B
I’ve seen the end of a number of lives;
G# Bb
And I wonder if I caused a few…
D#m B
Am I ghost? Is my heart made of wood?
G# B
Is that blood on my hands from me or you?
B D#m
I hear voices…
All these noises…
B Bb
Are my choices gone?
D#m
“Fran Bow!” “Fran Bow!”
B
“Puppet on a string!”
G#
You can taunt me, haunt me-
Bb
It won’t change a thing.
Because
D#m
Itward’s whispers
B
echo in my mind…
G# Bb ~stop~
It’s a perfect time to die
Finding Mr. Midnight.
B Bb
Every memory
D#m F# B
is a mystery or lie…
G#
Tears well from the
B Bb
blood in my eyes…
D#m
“Fran Bow! Fran Bow!”
B
“How’d your parents die?”
G#
You won’t trust me; just be-
Bb
-ware the shadow’s lies.
D#m
He’ll surround you, drown you!
B
Bury you alive! But you’ll
G#
shake him, break him
Bb
each time you survive.
So let
D#m
Itward’s whispers
B
echo in my mind…
G# Bb ~stop~
It’s a perfect time to die
Finding Mr. Midnight.