I pulled the lyrics to this one from an old Kinjac song called Terror from the album Seven Years Bad Luck. I wrote it in 2008 and it's unfortunately still very relevant. 

Lyrics:

we've caught the bug 
we're eaten up 
wrapped up in your 
blanket names for 
all those things that 
go bump in the night 

we're terrified 
we're terrified 
we're terrified of ourselves 
won't you save us from us? 
oh, won't you save us from us?

Terrified

southern gothic anti-pop for sad citizens of the dystopia. solo project of music producer MG O'Shea.