(VERSE 1)

Another night spent after another gray
Day overcast as usual around my way
Say whatever you wanna say and don’t
Offer any kind of reprieve thinking I’ll accept / I won’t
Its become ominously apparent
From staring’ at my bathroom mirror for so long there is...
Something inaccessible and buried deep
Viewed with a degree of superstition so I keep
My cards close in case I see my life cut
Unexpectedly short by the reaper’s scythe but
I’m no longer afraid despite the phantom
Footsteps and disembodied cries / I can handle
The supernatural undertones associated
With the feeling of me being watched / I can take it
Better than I ever did in the past like a vast
And foreboding area where I can’t help but laugh
Cause...

(HOOK)

My mind feels worn and tired
My thoughts are dry as bone
I been walking for so long
But now I’m home
My soul feels heavy as steel
My floor is hard as stone
Watching a candle in the dark
Burn out alone

(VERSE 2)

It’s funny how disturbing and inexplicable
Occurrences are often seen as pivotal
Moments adding a truly bizarre element
Without leaving behind a shred of evidence
Though it can be dismissed as paranoia
Or due 2 fatigue / Either of which can destroy ya
Mentally and ground you on an uncharted reef
On a harsh sea / Time is a cold hearted thief
When it slows to a crawl you’re paralyzed by
A consuming sense of dread makin’ your eyes wide
Prior to the discovery of his corpse
I found N-O-I-R etched in the wood on my porch
You can’t imagine the thrill and excitement
Of stalking your prey... when they seem so unaware
There’s nothing like it
I’ve seen and felt it through the eyes of something dark
While I’m asleep and dreaming it’s tearing me apart

(HOOK)

My mind feels worn and tired
My thoughts are dry as bone
I been walking for so long
But now I’m home
My soul feels heavy as steel
My floor is hard as stone
Watching a candle in the dark
Burn out alone

(VERSE 3)

Another gray morning after a long night
Spent makin’ bacon and poached eggs / I think I might
Try committing everything that’s happened to paper
I’ve begun to gain some composure and wager
It could help despite most will likely say it’s
All a product of an overactive imagination
Beyond mere conjecture or speculation
It’s clear something undeniably strange had taken
Place and might remain an enduring enigma
Or could fade with the passage of time consida
That it’s deeper and psychologically rooted
Consuming my thoughts so I’ll admit I’m unable to prove it
All I can do is move on and say goodbye
But I will never forget and still wonder why
He didn’t ask for any help at all
Maybe cause he knew I would and didn’t want me fol-low him

(HOOK)

My mind feels worn and tired
My thoughts are dry as bone
I been walking for so long
But now I’m home
My soul feels heavy as steel
My floor is hard as stone
Watching a candle in the dark
Burn out alone