My Little Doll Friends

It's night time, so I fall asleep.

But my friends stay awake.

Their perfect little dresses,

Their long black hair.

In their perfect little dresses,

My little doll friends.

 

They wander around,

Getting into my things.

They go into the kitchen,

They play with knives,

They enjoy cutting things,

My little doll friends.

 

Tonight they played

With my other toys, 

Whom don't come alive at night.

They laugh at them,

And they cut them up,

My little doll friends.

 

Sometimes I'm scared of them,

Because they stare right at me.

Their pretty blue eyes,

Turn bloody red at night.

They stare at my soul,

My little doll friends.

 

It's a full moon tonight,

Where they are most active.

They go steal knives,

They cut things up.

Their eyes are redder then usual,

My little doll friends. 

 

They stare at me tonight.

All of them have knives.

They come at me,

But I say no to them.

So they leave out the window,

My little doll friends.

 

I hear little shreiks of pain.

They come back through the window,

Covered in blood.

They put the knives back,

They sit on my bed,

My little doll killers.