Static

[Intro]
(TV static blaring, radio scanning through channels, distorted screech)
Fuck... lights won't stop— the whole house is—
(glass shatters)
SHIT—
[Verse 1]
Woke up at 3 AM to the sound of my dresser draggin',
Picture frames crackin', every fuckin' wall is sagging,
TV turns on by itself, blastin' pure white noise,
Static in the walls soundin' like a dyin' voice,
Lights flickerin' fast, strobe like a fuckin' rave,
Whole house shakin' like it's diggin' up a grave,
I grab a bat, what the fuck's a bat gon' do,
Against somethin' that can throw a fuckin' couch at you,
Mirror cracked itself, blood ain't even mine,
Handprint on the ceiling, defies the law of time,
Every psychic on TV is a liar, a fraud,
This shit don't answer to a priest or to God,
[Hook]
(distorted, screamed, glitching in and out)
STATIC! (static, static)
IN THE WALLS! (walls, walls)
SOMETHIN'S RIPPIN' THIS WHOLE HOUSE APART!
STATIC! (static, static)
CAN'T ESCAPE! (escape, escape)
EVERY FUCKIN' ROOM'S A DEATH TRAP!
[Verse 2]
Knife drawer flies open, blades hoverin' in the air,
Whisperin' my sins back like it already knows I'm scared,
Basement door won't open, but I hear it from beneath,
Scratchin' concrete, grindin' like it's sharpenin' its teeth,
Grabbed my phone to call for help, screen just shows my face,
Except my face is smilin' wrong, wrong fuckin' place,
Blood starts drippin' from the vents, thick and fuckin' black,
Every step I take forward, somethin' pullin' me back,
(rapid aggressive triplet burst, screamed, distorted)
Glass and blood and static, house is fuckin' rabid,
Chokin' on the smoke that ain't from nothin' that I lit,
Every fuckin' inch of this place wants me dead, admit,
This ain't haunted, this is hungry, this a goddamn pit,
Ran out the front door, house behind me screamin' loud,
Turned around to look and the whole thing wasn't there — no house,
[Bridge]
(pitched, screeching, layered demonic vocal, harsh distortion)
"YOU'LL BE BACK— YOU'LL BE BACK—"
[Outro]
(silence, then a single TV static burst, cutting to dead air)
...it's still on my street though...
...it followed me...

2093/7500

[Intro] (TV static blaring, radio scanning through channels, distorted screech) Fuck... lights won't stop— the whole house is— (glass shatters) SHIT— [Verse 1] Woke up at 3 AM to the sound of my dresser draggin', Picture frames crackin', every fuckin' wall is sagging, TV turns on by itself, blastin' pure white noise, Static in the walls soundin' like a dyin' voice, Lights flickerin' fast, strobe like a fuckin' rave, Whole house shakin' like it's diggin' up a grave, I grab a bat, what the fuck's a bat gon' do, Against somethin' that can throw a fuckin' couch at you, Mirror cracked itself, blood ain't even mine, Handprint on the ceiling, defies the law of time, Every psychic on TV is a liar, a fraud, This shit don't answer to a priest or to God, [Hook] (distorted, screamed, glitching in and out) STATIC! (static, static) IN THE WALLS! (walls, walls) SOMETHIN'S RIPPIN' THIS WHOLE HOUSE APART! STATIC! (static, static) CAN'T ESCAPE! (escape, escape) EVERY FUCKIN' ROOM'S A DEATH TRAP! [Verse 2] Knife drawer flies open, blades hoverin' in the air, Whisperin' my sins back like it already knows I'm scared, Basement door won't open, but I hear it from beneath, Scratchin' concrete, grindin' like it's sharpenin' its teeth, Grabbed my phone to call for help, screen just shows my face, Except my face is smilin' wrong, wrong fuckin' place, Blood starts drippin' from the vents, thick and fuckin' black, Every step I take forward, somethin' pullin' me back, (rapid aggressive triplet burst, screamed, distorted) Glass and blood and static, house is fuckin' rabid, Chokin' on the smoke that ain't from nothin' that I lit, Every fuckin' inch of this place wants me dead, admit, This ain't haunted, this is hungry, this a goddamn pit, Ran out the front door, house behind me screamin' loud, Turned around to look and the whole thing wasn't there — no house, [Bridge] (pitched, screeching, layered demonic vocal, harsh distortion) "YOU'LL BE BACK— YOU'LL BE BACK—" [Outro] (silence, then a single TV static burst, cutting to dead air) ...it's still on my street though... ...it followed me...

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