Haunted House Lyrics

He's alone

in his house out there

Far far away

Reset the clock

Watch me sleepless

Pretend I'm not Screaming

Demons descend on gods

Shadow creatures begin to crawl

Creep up the walls

Seep in my mind and feed on my thoughts

Feet on the ground but I'm eons apart

Beyond the stars

Caught in the Andromeda

Deep in the dark

Phantom of the opera

Reject with scars

Author of the ominous

Respect the art

Wheezing like harmonicas

Breath in the smog

I'm coming undone

De-string the harp

The speed of the beat of my heart

Is topping the odometer

Peaking the charts

Drops in the thermometer

Freezing and frost bitten

Relit the spark

Beneath the hearth

Reach out your arms

Touch of a palm

I begin to thaw

Things that you promised

Fingers were crossed

Lean in because we need to talk

Tongues has been tied and weaved in a knot

Keeping the key to the lock

A deep seeded secret concealed in a box

And sealed in a vault

I'm speaking in code

It cheapest the cost

To reveal the plot

He can't be bought

So turn off my songs

And leave me to rot

It frees me to haunt

This house like Ouija

I'm breezy

In three sheets of cloth

If you dare to knock

I'll release the dogs

My weekly response

To guest that come by

To check I'm alive

Yes I have died

I guess I forgot

To mention it

He's alone

In his house out there

far far away

He sleeps with his eyes open

He was so sad last night

In this house out there

He took my hand

And whispered

These walls creak and squawk

And call me to talk

These halls seem so long

I'll always be lost

Daunted by the gauntlet

Out on a jaunt

I walk streets alarmed

By all these bizarre people

Offbeat and odd

Who gawk at me in awe

Like I'm the one that's wrong

And I don't belong

I exist in a silo

I'm so despondent

I don't respond

When I close eyes

My mind goes and wanders

Watching my life going by

With bifocals on a blind fold

Time slows and stops

Rewinding the moments

Wondering why

no one has noticed

I'm ghost and gone

I'm sitting in a park with winos

A psycho

That writes with his fingers

Long winded twisted

Notes like cyclones

Pictures in the fog in the mirror

Cling to the high hope

They'll find where I'm hiding my soul

The maestro

I host a dinner for one that's ice cold

Candles are dwindling

Glimmering lights Low

I'm so indifferent

I don't distinguish

Between days and nights

And typos in rhymes

Deciphering Lines that I wrote

Because I'm supposed to cry but I don't

Why so surprised

By my own demise

Of my own design

My final goodbye

That I chose

I am surviving by those who lie

When I Croak

Don't hold a mass with quotes from the Bible

No

I'll die alone in my home

Lying in a pile of pinecones

With a boatload of gas

And the stroke of a match

There's no going back alive so

Fuck it

He's alone

In his house out there

Far far away

He sleeps with his eyes open

He was so sad last night

In this house out there

He took my hand

And whispered

I am utterly alone

Suffering shuttered in my home

Oh so unlovable I know

Every single one of you is chuckling

They're always making fun of me

What am I the butt of every joke

But none of them would know

That it cuts me to the bone

Muttering under breath

Underneath's a tone

That doesn't seem to go

With they're telling me

I fell asleep I woke up in a hole

I have sunken to a low

That there's no coming back from

And no one throws a rope

Cause I'm only going to pull

And push them to the edge

I am Edgar Alan Poe

Lying dead

With handful of bread

Crumbled in a poem

For ravens and the crows

I may just have a stroke

From the anger that I hold

I'm a stranger to myself

Afraid of getting close

Strangled by the doubt

I'm incapable of growth

I may just make a house

In a place so remote

That they would never go

With no bridge but a moat

So big that a boat

Would sink like a stone

Swim like gators and the fish

And the hope of getting out from below

I was never worth the effort

So my effigy said F everything forever

I am emptying my skull

On the page of my note

Soaked in the blood read a quote

Burry me in the center of the town

So my soul can be surrounded by the sound

Of the footsteps on ground

And I'm connected to folks

I spent my life neglecting

And that was all he wrote

For now

He's alone

In his house out there

far far away

He sleeps with his eyes open

He was so sad last night

In this house out there

He took my hand

And whispered