Where Do I Start

Can you hear this sound?
Can you hear this noise?
Are you really alone?

Your mind is staking out like mine was before
A cold wind is blowing through your house
It sounds like whispered lies
Your mind is staking out like mine was before
Did you make sure is somebody darkening your door?

This room is dead and cold
Is this still your home?
Did you leave the back door open?
What would you give to return to the fold

Just make yourself believe
That there is nobody under your bed
One wish for a divine spark
They won't follow you into the dark

This could have been your last act