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letra de umbra - headhaunter

i heard an echo of you – a vast distance between us
when i woke from that nightmare that transition was seamless
grass isn’t as green as i thought below this static cloud
as my cold, dramatic house stands hidden beneath it

see i’m climbing up the walls to pop some champagne on the summit
i’m aware it’s just a mirror, but still my hand may opt to punch it
i just stare at what i fear, it’s in the closets, the corners, and cards
hallways distorting, i think your ghost is the source of the dark

we’re worlds apart (but you’re whispering my name again)
i stare at burning stars(only difference is the way it’s said)
and lay in bed, there’s something off, a bunch of wrong guеsses
know there’s nothing thеre, but f-ck it still has such a strong presence
i’m restless, my bed’s in this poltergeist sp-wn point
with my spectral white shepherd; his pulverized dog toys
odd noises upstairs, a floor that freezes and melts
a roof i don’t understand, and a door that keeps to itself

stuck in h-ll, yeah i truly think i lost it this – time
the lights start to fl!cker and the faucets drip – slime
the ceiling keeps growing and the walls are skin – tight
there’s mutating portraits in a locket’s insides

there’s a ghost here, and it got inside this machine
so when the smoke clears, i just want to find some relief
this sh-t is so weird, even though i know it’s not real
your umbra snuck in and my shadow got peeled

i just can’t forget you, but shadows aren’t a roommate
experiments in test tubes, a sampled thought that mutates
under observation it changes
annihilation of the self i’m running on the patient

i hate when the ceiling’s full of fingers that grab in reverse
i watch it ripple at the wrists of the hands that emerge
balance nerves with irish whiskey and random liqueurs
that haven’t cured the visions that are bringing this phantom of yours

it’s a curse, it’s a rotating smile in the dark
from an old flame – a cold vein defiling this heart
i say i’m ok as i sleep in through my tenth alarm
fending off dreams that easily remove defensive charms
it says “now” on the clock, my bedroom door becomes ajar
there’s a growl and a bark, my dog is sure that’s something’s wrong
a top one hundred siren song, i nearly let go of this realm
there’s glowing fissures in the walls – i’m hearing echoes of myself

- headhaunter

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