Heard a tap in the hallway Clock stuck 3 a.m Name scrawled under my doorway Same word Same red pen Every shadow keeps leaning Like it’s trying to speak You said “it’s just your feelings” But it’s breathing with me Babadok Babadok Say it once Now it’s locked In the cracks of my room In the hands of the clock Babadok Babadok Hear it drag every thought You can run You can hide Still it’s picking the lock Babadok Babadok All the frames facing backward All the knives in a line I’ve been laughing at nothing Just to prove I’m still mine Every creak has a meaning Every rustle A threat It’s the face I keep seeing When I try to forget (oh) Babadok Babadok Say it once Now it’s locked In the cracks of my room In the hands of the clock Babadok Babadok Hear it drag every thought You can run You can hide Still it’s picking the lock Babadok Babadok If I don’t turn around Maybe it disappears If I laugh loud enough Maybe it plugs its ears But the joke gets thin And the dark leans in Says “you called my name Now I live in your skin” Babadok Babadok Say it once Now it’s locked In the cracks of my room In the hands of the clock Babadok Babadok Hear it drag every thought You can pray You can plead Still it feeds on the shock Babadok Babadok…. …
