Hauntsly Pinkerdinkle

I feel volatile in this room, wrapped in memories
And a blanket to hide myself.
Are you watching over me?
Will you be my friend tonight?
Captivated by the moon, I could use some company.
Cold hands, slow breaths...
When I don't have a pulse, you'll resuscitate!
We can pretend you're a healer.
We can pretend you're my savior.
Silent night, Holy night.