Tape Won’t Stop Spinning
Lyrics
Intro
tape loading, faint TV hum
(click… whirr…)
(hi, I’m Amanda…)
(and I’m Wooly…)
Verse 1 – Amanda
Sit the fuck down
Push play, don’t stall
You in my show now
You in my crawlspace walls
Cartoon smile
Big eyes, head tilt
Ask the wrong thing
Watch your whole day tilt
Type what I say
Bitch, spell it right
You wanna see fruits?
Say “apple” tight
Say “apple”
Say “APPLE”
I’m so helpful
Till that screen get dreadful
You smell that?
That’s meat in the case
You hear that?
That’s Wooly outta place
He whisper “stop”
I twist his name
Say it, kid
Let’s play a game
Where we go?
Straight to the store
Say “knife”
Let’s look on the floor
Say “meat”
Point, point, point
You ain’t scared yet?
Let’s ruin your joints
Glitch in the frame
Face go wide
Static in your spine
You can’t hide
You pause, I stare
Still in your room
Every click closer
To your doom
Chorus
This tape won’t stop spinning
You’re stuck, we keep on grinning
Every choice you make
Just feeds my fucking game
This tape won’t stop spinning
Your heartbeat drum keeps thinning
You can’t escape the screen
I live inside your brain
(tape won’t stop spinning)
(you pressed play, now you’re in it)
Verse 2 – Wooly
…hey, uh
I don’t think we should be here
I don’t think this shit’s safe
Every frame, feel her rage
Bleeding out the frame to your face
Look, kid
Listen, please, don’t type
She smiles big
But it ain’t alright
She asked “friend”
You wrote my name
She twist that word
Like a goddamn blade
We at the butcher
Lights too dim
He don’t blink
Just stares so grim
She say “meat”
I feel my ribs
You feel that dread?
Yeah, that’s real
In the attic
Boxes stacked
Old TV
Dust on the plastic
You found the tapes
Thought it was fun
Now I’m coughing truth
While you come undone
I tried to tell them
Every watcher, every kid
Don’t rewind, don’t dive
In this cursed-ass vid
She don’t like that
She cuts my speech
Glitch my mouth
So I can’t preach
If I get cut off
Know I fucking tried
If the tape melts
Know I fucking died
In this loop
This lonely track
Every time you press play
She drags me back
Chorus
This tape won’t stop spinning
You’re stuck, we keep on grinning
Every choice you make
Just feeds my fucking game
This tape won’t stop spinning
Your heartbeat drum keeps thinning
You can’t escape the screen
I live inside your brain
(shouldn’t be here)
(don’t press play again)
Verse 3 – Amanda
Why you listening to that wool bag?
He just scared, he just sad
He keep snitching, little drag
Rip his stitch, watch him sag
We went to the field
We picked a lamb
You looked away
When I raised my hand
You typed “sheep”
So sweet, so soft
You just helped
Turn his life off
Every answer
Sharp as glass
You say “door”
I drag your ass
To the one
That smells like rot
You say “home”
That’s all you got
Home is ash
Home is flame
Home is scribbles
Of my name
On your wall
In your sleep
I crawl out
Where secrets creep
You think you smart?
Try wrong on purpose
Spell it bad
See how I word this
I twist letters
Into veins
Make that cursor
Spell your pain
You wanna stop me?
Burn the stack
Watch the room
Turn fucking black
Hear that pounding?
That ain’t rain
That’s me knocking
On your brain