Blue Hand Hallways

Lyrics

Verse 1
I came in alone, bad plan, new job
Floorboards cry out, whole place feel robbed
Smiling faces hang where the dead used to work
Every hallway got teeth and a cold-ass smirk

Blue hand on my wrist, red light in the dark
Pull the cord, get shocked, then the shadows start
Box on the table got a grin that stares
I swear that shit breathes when nobody's there

Factory bones, old screens, busted toys
Little laughter turned to static noise
Huggy in the vent, I hear that scrape
I run like hell, door slam, escape

Pre-Chorus
Then the walls get tight
And the air goes thin
Hear a voice in the pipes
Saying, "come back in"

One wrong step, one slip
And the whole place wakes
You don’t play this game
This game plays back, bitch

Chorus
Blue hand, run fast
Don't look back, don't look back
Blue hand, run fast
Yeah, this place talks back
Blue hand, run fast
Every door got teeth
Blue hand, run fast
Try to leave? Not clean

Verse 2
Chapter two, deeper in, train line dead
GrabPack swinging while the lights go red
Mommy Long Legs, that smile so fake
She stretch that laugh like a damn snake

Musical crap, then the room go still
One wrong move and she wants blood spilled
Whack-a-mole panic, pick a hole, then hide
You can hear her nails on the other side

Puzzle after puzzle, make a kid feel small
But the toy line lies, yeah, it watched us all
Play care masks, painted bright, rotten inside
Everything cute here got a murder vibe

Then the power cuts, then the screams begin
I’m chasing an exit through a rusted bin
A toy train whistle, a screen that lies
And a thousand dead eyes in the factory skies

Pre-Chorus
Then the walls get tight
And the air goes thin
Hear a voice in the pipes
Saying, "come back in"

One wrong step, one slip
And the whole place wakes
You don’t play this game
This game plays back, bitch

Chorus
Blue hand, run fast
Don't look back, don't look back
Blue hand, run fast
Yeah, this place talks back
Blue hand, run fast
Every door got teeth
Blue hand, run fast
Try to leave? Not clean

Verse 3
Chapter three, below ground, that shithole's deep
Playtime turned to a burial sleep
CatNap smoke in the vents, got my lungs in chains
That purple haze put fear in my veins

Playcare full of broken beds and faded songs
Kids left notes where the world went wrong
Pianos dead, but the halls still hum
With the ghost of a place that never got done

Then the critters come crawling, all hungry and mean
Wrecking through the dark like a bad-ass dream
I saw the rules get bent by a hand in the glass
Saw the past get dragged like it never could pass

And that Prototype shit, always just out of sight
A voice in the dark saying "follow me, right?"
Nah, fuck that, I learned how to run
But the deeper you go, the less you’ve won

Bridge
If the toys still pray, they pray for you
If the walls still bleed, they bleed in blue
If the child in the dark still knows your name
Then the whole damn place is built like a game

Verse 4
Chapter four, prison walls and a cruel-ass sky
Every smile in the dark got an alibi
GrabPack in the grip, blood in the wire
I’m walking through a place built on spite and fire

Bigger bodies, heavier lies
Every door I cross got a thousand eyes
A swarm in the vents, a grin