Blue, the color of your tomb
Next to the middle school
The noise that shook the room
And the voices, the voices, the voices, the voices
Now you're pacing the floors
Listening for footsteps
P-P-P-Pacing the floors
Listening for footsteps
Rip up your fists
But how the horrors they persist
The sickly grin in your peripheral vision
All that outside creeping in
Crawling under your skin
Every step and syllable
Asserting our control
From upstairs
Upstairs, upstairs, up
Knock at the door
Your pattern's disrupted
Pacing the floors
Listening for footsteps
Peaking through the blinds
Praying for the end of
Cops above and in your head
Those who want you dead
Every step and syllable
Asserting our control
From upstairs
Upstairs, upstairs, up
Upstairs, up
Upstairs, up
Upstairs, up
As we dance on the balls of our feet
I sweat my soul through the sheets
It's the yattering and me
I keep a claw hammer in reach
Shoulders up at my cheeks
In spite of your nightmares
We made a home here upstairs, upstairs