[INTRO — WHISPERED, DISTANT] Look away… Ah… Don’t make a sound… Wait… Can they see me? [LOW CELLO DRONE] Something’s walking down the street. [VERSE 1] Psycho weirdos in the midnight rain, Peeking from the alley when you call their name, Crooked little shadows underneath the light, Watching every corner as they wander through the night. Something went wrong— That’s what they said, Something strange is crawling Inside your head. They shuffle down the sidewalk, Eyes glowing in the blue, Like zombies with a secret That they never tell to you. One stops beneath the streetlight, Staring straight ahead, Then slowly turns its face Like it heard what I just said. [PRE-CHORUS] Look away— Ah… Run, maybe! No, wait… Freeze like a statue. Don’t breathe. Don’t blink. Can they see me? [CHORUS] Psycho weirdos lurking in the dark, Peeking from the alleys like a question mark, Zombie feet and vampire eyes, Walking underneath the broken streetlights. Can they see me? Can they see me? Don’t breathe… Don’t move… Freeze! [VERSE 2] One wears a crooked smile, One wears a midnight grin, One just stands there staring Like they’re waiting to get in. I turn my head— They’re looking back. I take one step— They change their track. I walk a little faster, They start walking too. I stop beside a doorway— They stop beside it too. [PRE-CHORUS — QUIET, PULSING] Look away… Ah… Run, maybe… No, no, no… Freeze like a statue. Maybe they can’t see me. Maybe they can’t— [WHISPER] They can. [CHORUS] Psycho weirdos lurking in the dark, Peeking from the alleys like a question mark, Zombie feet and vampire eyes, Walking underneath the broken streetlights. Can they see me? Can they see me? Don’t breathe… Don’t move… Freeze! [VERSE 3 — DARK CHAMBER FOLK] Cello cries beneath the rain, A distant bell repeats my name, Footsteps scrape across the stone, But every street feels strangely known. I see a face behind the glass. I blink— The face is gone. Another face appears behind me. I don’t turn around. [BUILD] One statue… Two statues… Three in the rain… Standing perfectly still Like they’re waiting for the train. Four… Five… Ten… Why are they multiplying? And why does every single one Look like they’re smiling? [BREAKDOWN — RITUAL CHANT] Look away… Look away… Look away… RUN! Maybe… FREEZE! Like a statue… Can they see me? [GLITCH — HEARTBEAT] I look down the alley— Nobody there. I look across the street— Nobody there. The streetlights flicker… One… Two… Three… And every shadow on the wall turns its head toward me. [WHISPER — DISTANT] We can see you. [BEAT] [WHISPER — CLOSER] We’ve always seen you. [FINAL HORROR REVEAL — BUILDING] I look around— They’re everywhere. Standing perfectly still. No movement. No sound. Just staring. Like statues. Just like me. [GLITCH — RAPID] One… Two… Ten… Twenty… How many?! [EVERYTHING STOPS] [WHISPER] Wait… Those aren’t shadows. [LOW BASS DROP] They’re people. They’re everywhere. And they’re all wearing… my face. [FINAL CHORUS — MASSIVE] Psycho weirdos lurking in the dark, Peeking from the alleys like a question mark, Zombie feet and vampire eyes, Walking underneath the broken streetlights. Can they see me? YES. Can they hear me? YES. Should I run? YES! [ABRUPT SILENCE] [WHISPER DIRECTLY CLOSE] But where would you run… When you’re already one of us? [FINAL GLITCH] I look down at my hands. They’re not my hands. I look into the window. I see their faces. Then I smile. [LONG SILENCE] [FINAL WHISPER] Oh… Now I understand. I’m the psycho weirdo. [ONE DISTANT FOOTSTEP] Step. [SECOND FOOTSTEP — CLOSER] Step. [FINAL WHISPER] Look away. [GLITCH] Too late.
