Episode Four: Locked In Breakdown
Is that... no.
No one
is there.
(shhhhh) Keep it together.
Just close your eyes. (hahaha)
Four AM, the ceiling starts to breathe and bend Shadows on the
wall are shaking hands with all my friends I haven't slept in
seven days, the static in the air is thick Every creak inside
the floorboards is a dirty little trick (wait) Did you hear that?
In the hall? There's a scraping on the drywall,
fingers on the wall
I think I've finally lost my mind!
Lock the door, there's no more time!
(get back!) Footsteps heavy right outside!
Nowhere left for me to hide! (hahahaha)
Now the handle is turning,
the brass is starting to spin I got a rusty kitchen knife
but I don't know where to begin Is it a ghost or
a landlord? A monster or a dream?
My vision is turning yellow,
I'm bursting at the seam (who is it?!) My pulse is a
hammer, my head is a drum I'm staring at the peephole and
my fingers are numb
I think I've finally lost my mind!
Lock the door, there's no more time!
(get back!) Footsteps heavy right outside!
Nowhere left for me to hide! (hahahaha)
There's nobody there.
It was just my own shadow. (ahahaha)
Wait...