Shade

Locked in a dusty room
Pulsating darkened womb
The shadows twisting in and out of view
Sitting beside the bed
Faint noises in your head
It's hard to guess what it's doing to you

Depression and pure joy
Violent urge to destroy
It's toying with you, making you see things
Vision is turning black
There is no turning back
It reads your mind and you can hear it sing

Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it

Filling your head with doubt
You shake the noises out
But it's too late, your soul it will chew through
Your mind begins to reel
You can no longer feel
It's taken hold, there's nothing you can do

Its form begins to change
It starts to rearrange
Fingers are peeling, or at least you think
No longer physical
It's almost biblical
The way it's taken over everything

Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it

Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't turn it on
Turn it on
Don't even fucking touch it



Credits
Writer(s): Callum Trezise
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