LURKING [Verse 1] Death and all his squadrons lie awake beneath our bed. He lives in the cracks in the walls that nobody ever sealed. We hear him behind the pipes when the heating falls silent at night. We have locked every door. In his sleep, he turns towards us. [Pre-Chorus] We are not safe, not safe enough. We hold our breath and call it courage. [Chorus] Not alive enough to survive all of this. We are his, we are his — but we still want to move. With our feet upon the floor, with our backs against the stone. If he's lurking underneath, we will stomp the floorboards in. [Verse 2] His hands so poor and banal, their grip around our throats so strong. He sits between bread and the calendar and waits. He has us already. We keep pushing the days ahead as though time lay behind the house. Then we stand at the window again, looking out for no one at all. [Pre-Chorus] We are not safe, not safe enough. We search for warmth in the same withdrawal. [Chorus] Not alive enough to survive all of this. We are his, we are his — but we still want to move. With our feet upon the floor, with our backs against the stone. If he's lurking underneath, we will stomp the floorboards in. [Bridge · half-spoken] His time never ends. Ours slips through our hands. Your fingers against my face. Our bed by the crumbling wall. Tell me nothing of forever. Stay right here until the light. The room creaks beneath us. I listen to you breathing. [Final Chorus] Not alive enough to survive all of this. We are his, we are his — but we can still stir. With our feet upon the floor till the first beam breaks. He can wait, he can lurk. We won't sleep tonight just yet. [Outro] In the cracks in the walls. Beneath our bed. His time never ends. Ours is running. Now.
