Verse 1 The lights buzz low when I step inside, Cold air crawls up my spine. Something in the shadows shifts its weight, Like it’s waiting for me to make a mistake. Pre‑Chorus I hear breathing in the vents above — Too soft to fear, too close to ignore. Chorus In the lab, the dark wakes up, Whispers rising from every cup. I twist the wires, but they twist back, Pulling me deeper into the black. In the lab — I feel it near, Feeding gently on my fear. Verse 2 Glass tanks tremble when I walk past, Shapes inside move too fast. I built them once, but now they grow, Learning things I never meant them to know. Bridge If the night outside feels cold and dead, This place whispers right into my head.
