They

They - Wyrd

Things are different at night

They are waiting just out of sight

Faces in the window of an empty house

Whispers echoing through silent halls

Alone

Never alone

Alone

Never again

Alone

They'll never leave me

Alone

They'll never let me be

Things are different at night

They are waiting outside the light

Reflection in the mirror. Not mine

Thoughts inside my head. Not mine