Haunted

Crawls in through your window, there's a chill in the air

Wake up in a cold sweat, screamin' from a nightmare

Witching hour, your phone lights up

Someone from the grave, hit you up

Salt and sage and skipping cracks, but they always come crawling back

He's haunted, all tricks, no treats

He'll drag you down, like a zombie

Gotta keep up, run for your life

Don't wanna be Frankenstein's bride

Bury you dead or alive