The Floorboards (Baby) (Remastered)

[Intro – vinyl crackle, distant storm, creaking wood, faint carnival music] Hey… come here. What is it? I found a record. In this old drawer… [Drawer opens] What the fuck is that? I don’t know… put the needle on it. [Needle drops] [Ancient narrator voice – thin, high, raspy, almost whispering] When the sky turns black and the wind starts to cry, Something hungry wakes up in the rooms up high. It don’t need no invitation, it already knows your name… It’s been counting every footstep since the day you came. Creeping… Crawling… Right above the wood. Breathing slow… Getting close… Doing what it should. [Silence] [Thunder crash + the carnival guitar riff kicks in hard] [Verse 1] I used to hear it pacing when the lights went dead Three long scratches by the door where the paint turned red It waited till the house got quiet, till my breathing slowed Then it took one step closer on the floorboards cold Dust was falling like ash from a fire long gone Something up there knew me before I was even born I held my breath and listened, heart beating out the drum One more step… then nothing… then the silence come [Chorus – catchy, chant-like] Something’s in the floorboards, baby Something’s in the wood It hears you when you’re sleeping It knows you when you’re good Something’s in the floorboards Calling soft and low I opened up that attic door… And I ain’t been the same no more [Verse 2] Nailed the doorway shut but the sound still came through Slow and hollow breathing like it already knew Ran through every hallway, every room was bare Then a voice right behind me whispered “Why you looking there?” Maybe it was never upstairs… Maybe it was always near… Maybe every time I heard those steps It was already here [Chorus] Something’s in the floorboards, baby Something’s in the wood It hears you when you’re sleeping It knows you when you’re good Something’s in the floorboards Calling soft and low I opened up that attic door… And I ain’t been the same no more [Bridge – quieter, closer, more sinister] It don’t live in the rafters It don’t live in the walls It lives in the quiet When the last light falls [Whisper buried under the riff] BordomsBurden… [Final Chorus – bigger, more aggressive] Something’s in the floorboards, baby Something’s in the wood It hears you when you’re sleeping It knows you when you’re good Something’s in the floorboards Calling soft and low I opened up that attic door… And I ain’t been the same no more [Carnival guitar riff takes over, gets weirder and louder] [Final hit + vinyl crackle] [Raspy whisper] Don’t look up. [Needle static… record stops]