The day after the storm I didnt leave the
house at all They assumed from the lack of
prints in the snow That I had been away for
some time But I was upstairs
And I
couldn't hear them With my headphones on,
recording a song They broke my windows And
walked inside, beneath me as I played
on Unaware of what was going on
As my
song began to fade I heard whispering and then
I couldn't breath They were walking up the
stairs Towards me as I looked for somthing to
try and scare them away And I couldn't find
shit So I grabbed my bass guitar by the neck
and held it above me And hid by the top of
the stairs and thats where I was found 5 days
after I hit the ground
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