Quasi. Goblins and Trolls. Zeneszám

Goblins of memory creeping through the door
Trolls of anxiety crouching on the floor
And everyone was here
To haunt me in my fears
Now that you're near
I can make them disappear
Back to their lair, til the time when you're not there

It all spirals wrong when you lie awake til dawn
A meaningless existence and a worthless little song
Counting sheep never helped me get to sleep
Sleep comes deep when you're with me in the sheets

Oh, my dear make the devils disappear