[Intro – Mad Man Rant] They moved the hallway three inches left today I measured it with a spoon, I know the truth The pigeons wear my landlord’s fingerprints And every clock is chewing on the afternoon Don’t touch that door—it remembers my name I fed the sink a secret, now it’s humming in code Look, look, the ceiling has opened its eye I’m perfectly fine, I’m perfectly—no [Verse 1 – The Lunatic] Wake up with a teaspoon ringing in my jaw The kettle files a complaint against the law I pin my socks to the ceiling in a row The cupboards know a password I refuse to show I ride the elevator past the basement floor It opens on a room that wasn’t there before Every stranger wears the same borrowed grin I mark their left hands, then I mark them again My shadow took the exit through the laundry chute Left half a glove and one unlisted route I nail the afternoon beneath the kitchen chair The walls lean in politely when I point and stare [Hook – Evil / Gibberish] Come close, come close, hear the crooked bell bite I wear a paper kingdom folded overnight Rakka-rakka, vesh-vosh, scratches in the door Hee-ya, nah-nah—something wants some more Come close, come close, keep your eyelids still There’s a tiny red finger underneath the sill Grah-grah, zula-zum, feathers in the tune I’m renting out your head and I’ll collect it soon [Verse 2 – Multiple Personalities] I wake up—no, we wake up—who’s driving this face? One wants a medal, one wants a hiding place Doctor says “Name?” I say, “Pick one from the stack” The saint in the mirror keeps whispering “attack” The child counts windows, the king counts gold The witness takes notes on the things we’re told I’m the one with the mouth full of gasoline I’m the one who swears that the room is clean Switch—now I’m gentle, pass me the tea Switch—now I’m somebody watching me Four voices argue over one set of shoes Five different alibis, none of them true We trade out the keys when the chorus arrives Everybody’s dead, but the loudest one survives [Hook – Evil / Gibberish] Come close, come close, hear the crooked bell bite I wear a paper kingdom folded overnight Rakka-rakka, vesh-vosh, scratches in the door Hee-ya, nah-nah—something wants some more Come close, come close, keep your eyelids still There’s a tiny red finger underneath the sill Grah-grah, zula-zum, feathers in the tune I’m renting out your head and I’ll collect it soon [Bridge – Backwards Speaking / Strange Noises] [Backwards vocal texture: “I was here before you knew my name”] The spoon says run, the floor says stay A dead man’s ringtone starts the day Mmm—ka—rrr, the window coughs I hear the wires laughing when the signal drops [Final Verse – The Lunatic] Morning dresses every chair in someone else’s coat I find a second heartbeat underneath my throat My mother calls through plaster, soft and clear She says the safest room is the one I disappear I bolt the windows open, chain the empty air Fold a confession into a paper pair The neighbors sleep with teaspoons by their beds While something with my fingerprints grows inside their heads I practice sounding harmless, quiet, sweet, and wise Then hide a second mouth behind my eyes The morning finds me kneeling with the duplicate key At a door that only opens when it swallows me [Final Hook – Evil / Gibberish] Come close, come close, hear the crooked bell bite I wear a paper kingdom folded overnight Rakka-rakka, vesh-vosh, scratches in the door Hee-ya, nah-nah—something wants some more Come close, come close, keep your eyelids still There’s a tiny red finger underneath the sill Grah-grah, zula-zum, feathers in the tune I’m renting out your head and I’ll collect it soon [Outro – Rant Fading] They moved the hallway back. No—wait. That’s worse. That’s much worse.
