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Wind in the rafters,

floorboards talkin’ in Morse code Thunder

doin’ drum rolls over my old

ghosts

Reverse piano in the attic like

it breathes slow

If the house start laughin’,

that’s my cue to steal the

show

You sure you paid the rent

on all these demons?

‘Cause they sound… comfortable

Nah, tonight

we doin’ evictions

Spotlight on the monsters,

applause on the jump scares Hahahaha,

yeah

Uh, yeah I’m walkin’ down the

hallway with the portraits watchin’ back

Every frame a bad decision with

a heartbeat in the cracks Got

a keyring full of trauma,

every lock another past Yeah,

I jingle when I move,

soundtrack to Outlast You the

landlord of the lunacy,

collectin’ haunted rent Sign the lease

in midnight ink,

deposit all your regrets While your

skeletons got VIP bottles in the

vents They throw bones in the

ceiling like they payin’ your debts

Kitchen light flickers like a

jump cut edit Roaches in a

conga line dancin’ on my credit

Boogie Man in the cupboard tryna

read my analytics But my pain

went public, sold out all the

critics He got ghosts doin’ TikToks,

trends in the pantry Your fears

go viral,

algorithm lookin’ famished You serve trauma

on a platter with a side

of dark garnish Then call it

“tasting menu” for the emotionally famished

Basement got a heartbeat under

concrete slabs Every step another flashback,

jump scare jab But I flip

that echo into reverb,

pain into slap Now the walls

clap back when I air out

the past Okay,

renovation arc,

I see you flippin’ the fright

Turn the cobwebs into stage lights,

profit off the night You pour

anxiety on vinyl,

let it hiss when it bites

Then sell limited editions— Signed

by all of my frights Yeah,

I auction off the nightmares to

the front-row fiends They bid high

on my breakdowns,

love a tragic scene But the

plot twist hits heavy when I

step on screen Final girl in

my story,

but I’m dressed like a king

Crown crooked,

cape tattered,

but the posture clean Walkin’ barefoot

on the glass from your shattered

dreams Every cracked spell rides,

every shard let it gleam You

made a throne outta ruins,

call it horror machine Hear

the floorboard choir when I stomp

through fear Every creak sing “Lee,”

but I’m still right here Thunder

rolls, strings swell,

I conduct that dread Turn the

panic to percussion,

let it bang in my head

We got ravens as the

choir in the blackout sky Gossip

in the gutters when the past

walk by Laugh lines in the

lightning when the truth collide We

the jokes that survived,

now the punchline’s live We turn

hauntin’ to an anthem,

let the shadows cheer

Every chill on my spine— Just

a souvenir Light flick,

hearts race,

welcome to the haunted laugh track

Every scream dubbed over with a

snare that slaps back Took the

terror in my chest,

turned it into boom bap Now

the monsters in the hallway gotta

march on the clap We

got jokes in the graveyard— Rhythm

in the gloom Chat dancin’

on the tombstone— Reverb in the

womb If the darkness got

a playlist, we the headline act

We survived the jump scares,

now we own the soundtrack Curtains

shake, chains rattle,

but I walk on cue Camera

pan on the scars that the

storm once drew Turn the blood

into ink,

let the credits run through If

fear ever wrote a script,

then I rewrote it too

Lights out,

we glow,

every phobia snap Put the

panic on the metronome— Perfectly strapped

From the attic to the

cellar, hear the echoes react We

ain’t runnin’ from the house— We

the ones talkin’ back In

the dining room,

table set for all my worst

days Name tags on the plates

where my failures stayed Got a

toast from the ghost of my

old self,

swayed “Here’s to every time

you broke and still found stage”

I see guilt pourin’ wine like

it own the place Tryna top

off every glass with the bitter

taste I snatch bottles from its

hand, write “closure” on the label

Then spike it with sarcasm,

serve it back unstable Upstairs

mirror like a portal to a

cheaper script Where I die in

Act One, never learn from it

But I crack that glass smile,

let the fragments drift Now my

reflection wear armor made of canceled

myths Talk your redemption,

main character energy You turned jump

scares into studied documentary But don’t

forget chaos still payin’ you rent

It leave notes in the vents

when it feel neglected True,

I still hear whispers in the

air ducts laugh Like a laugh

track loop from my first collapse

But I dub my own voice

over every past gasp Now the

only thing they echo is my

comeback rasp Okay,

director’s cut,

I see the remastered pain Got

a Dolby Atmos trauma 3D rain

You got thunder on the twos

Lightning on tea