Static

Verse 1

The tea is hot, the house is still

But there's an unfamiliar chill

I count the footsteps on the stair

One, two, three, four... but no one’s there

Then came the whisper from the wall:

"You shouldn't have come here after all"

Verse 2

The shadows stretch, the corners bleed

A hunger that the dark must feed

I look inside the closet space

And catch a glimpse of my own face

But it's smiling when I am afraid

A trick of light the mind has played

Chorus

It’s the static on the radio

The things you think you think you know

A silhouette against the moon

That disappeared a bit too soon

Don't close your eyes, don't drop your guard

The dark is playing way too hard

Verse 3

The floorboards warp like melting wax

The logic of the room cracks

I call my phone to find some peace

But hear a voice that will not cease

It breathes my thoughts before they form

A quiet, suffocating storm

Verse 4

The hallway stretches miles ahead

I follow lines of tangled thread

The doorknob turns to open air

But drops into a deep despair

My own shadow steps away from me

And locks the door and takes the key

Bridge

Is it outside? Is it within?

Where does the nightmare actually begin?

The floor is shaking, the ceiling drops

And then the ticking suddenly stops...

Chorus

It’s the static on the radio

The things you think you think you know

A silhouette against the moon

That disappeared a bit too soon

Don't close your eyes, don't drop your guard

The dark is playing way too hard

Outro

Just static...

Just white noise...

Did you hear that voice?