[INTRO] Before the storm… Feel it in the air… Pressure on my skin, Like something’s waiting there… Something wanting in… Chill settles in the room… Whispers in the wind… Turn to look behind me, But nothing’s there again. [VERSE 1] Shadows move at the edge of sight, Weight settles down, something not right. Skin starting to crawl, not sure why, Something’s watching, but not in sight. Haven’t touched the phone, not a single word. Somehow I already know, questions I’ve not heard. [PRE-CHORUS] Before the knock, Before the call, Before there’s anything at all, Feel them starting to wake up. [CHORUS] Here they come again, Stirring underneath my skin. One voice becomes another, Can’t tell where they begin. Whispering through the silence, Gathering in the dark. Feel them long before they’re heard, Like a spark before the flame. Not one voice. Not one fear. Not one shadow drawing near. There’s a legion in my head, They’re always there. [VERSE 2] I open up the world, And suddenly they’re there. Message on the screen, familiar voice on the line. Feel them fill the air, given no time to care. Don’t get too close, don’t give them something to take. Don’t answer, don’t go, you know what happens if you let them in. Voice says, “Stay where you’re safe.” Another says, “They’ll just leave you.” Another twists kindness Into something I can’t believe. [PRE-CHORUS] Before the hurt, Before the fall, Before there’s any pain at all, They already know what I have to hear. [CHORUS] Here they come again, Stirring underneath my skin. One voice becomes another, Can’t tell where they begin. Whispering through the silence, Gathering in the dark. Feel them long before they’re heard, Like a spark before the flame. Not one voice. Not one fear. Not one shadow drawing near. There’s a legion in my head, They’re always there. [BRIDGE] Maybe they’re born from fear, Maybe they feel my shame. Maybe every wound I carry Gave another one a name. No matter the difference. The Legion’s all the same. [BUILD] I can feel them stirring... Before the question. Before the door. Before the storm. Before they even have a reason. They’re already there. [FINAL CHORUS] Here they come again, Stirring underneath my skin. One voice becomes another, Can’t tell where they begin. Whispering through the silence, Gathering in the dark. Feel them long before they’re heard, Like a spark before the flame. Not one voice. Not one fear. Not one shadow drawing near. There’s a legion in my head, And they’ve always been there. [OUTRO] Don’t answer... Don’t let them in... Stay home... You’re better off alone... They’re always there... Always waiting... Always planning... ...and beneath the whispers, something still remains.
