I step back Out of the light Hair on my arms Feels wired and tight I can't see it move But I hear it breathe These massive trees Still feel too thin for me My heart's racing I bite back the shakes Branches above Create shapes I can't trace There's a voice in my head Not using my name Thoughts not mine Terror inflamed It wants me to leave It wants me to run Every breath I take Feels like stealing from someone I am armed to the teeth But it won't be enough I can't see What's shadowing me But it wants me to leave (it wants me to leave) Footsteps thump While I'm standing still Shadows bend To its private will It walks when I walk It envelopes me with my fear Suppressing all sound Away from my ears I'm checking the sights Counting the rounds Hopeless defenses Against what I've found Weight of my rifle Warm in my hand But I'm outclassed I bend to it's demand It wants me to leave It wants me to run Every step I take Is calculated or I'm done I am armed to the teeth But I'm shaking, can't even speak I can't see What's hunting me But it wants me to leave (it wants me to leave) Whose voice is in my mind? Pushing me to the brink? Pulse thumps with each heartbeat It’s closer than I think I demand "You leave me alone" It answers "Get out, now!" "There are things worse that I won't allow" It wants me to leave It wants me to be gone It scream so intensely Drops me to the ground I'm on I am armed to the teeth But that doesn't matter I believe That it could've had me But it wants me to leave (leave, leave) Yeah it wants me to leave Copyright © 2026 by The November Son. All rights reserved.
