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Haunted House
03:08
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I think this house is haunted
There's something in the night
It's creaking and creeping
And keeps me up at night
This house is haunted (haunted...haunted)
This house is haunted (haunted...haunted)
I think this house is haunted
There's someone in my room
It's frightening
The feeling
Of someone watching you
I think this house is haunted (haunted...haunted)
This house is haunted (haunted...haunted)
Footsteps dancing up and down the stair
Icy fingers running through my hair
This house is haunted (haunted...haunted) 4x
Monsters lurking underneath my bed
Don't you tell me it's all in my head
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2. |
Behind You
04:14
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Footfalls in perfect timing
You know the shadows best, you're...
Creeping not far behind me
Following in my footsteps
Savoring wicked visions
Your plans are not benign
Nefarious ambitions
No traces left behind
You're watching
You're waiting
Your pulse anticipating...
You think you've got me
But I'm casting a spell
Gonna channel my protection
From the depths of hell
The night is listening,
The trees have eyes
Better watch out for the creature
That lurks behind you
Footsteps in perfect timing
Follow you as you shiver
Your pulse is steady climbing
Your lips begin to quiver
Discard your wicked visions
Predator becoming prey
Repent your sick decisions
My beast will make you pay
You're watching
You're waiting
Your pulse anticipating...
You thought you had me
But I'm casting a spell
Gonna channel my protection
From the depths of hell
The night is listening,
The trees have eyes
Better watch out for the creature
That lurks behind you
You think you got me
But I'm casting a spell
Gonna channel my protection
From the depths of hell
The night is listening,
The trees have eyes
Better watch out for the creature
That lurks behind you
You thought you had me
But I'm casting a spell
Gonna channel my protection
From the depths of hell
The night is listening,
The trees have eyes
Better watch out for the creature
That lurks behind you
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3. |
Oontz und Angst
05:11
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I like my music with oontz und angst
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4. |
The Woman on the Stairs
05:58
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I thought, I dreamed, I think I saw
Someone who wasn't there at all
A paralyzing sight
It wasn't even night
Upon the middle afternoon
She drifted from an upper room
And through her face I saw
The pattern on the wall
A trick of light? A waking dream?
An imprint of a memory?
She wasn't even there
The woman on the stairs
A grim surprise, could I believe
The figure there in front of me?
She wasn't even there
The woman on the stairs
Her garments were of yesteryear
I tried to overcome my fear
And say to her 'hello'
Before she chose to go
Alas I couldn't catch my breath
She vanished on the bottom step
And left me there alone
Within my haunted home
A trick of light? A waking dream?
An imprint of a memory?
She wasn't even there
The woman on the stairs
A grim surprise, could I believe
The figure there in front of me?
She wasn't even there
The woman on the stairs
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CANDY CORN RITUAL Denver, Colorado
Haunting synths and poetic lyrics voice themes of fear and whimsy, interlacing ghost stories and anxious dreamscapes with the cathartic rhythm of infectious dance beats. CANDY CORN RITUAL was the shared creative imperative of Sean and Jessa driven together by life-changing events, a mutual desire to fulfill lifelong dreams, and framed by the precarious nature of human existence. ... more
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