Crank It

Lyrics

Intro
Static in the hallway
Footsteps in the wall
Somebody said my name
But nobody there at all
(chop it up, chop it up)
Glass in the ceiling fan
Cold on my tongue tonight
The room keeps breathing slow
And I keep seeing white

Verse 1
I move like a rumor
In a locked-up room
Your shadow on the carpet
Got a crooked-shaped wound
TV on mute
But it talks in code
Little red pulse
In the center fold
I saw your face
In a cracked display
Then it blinked twice
And it slipped away
Hands on the sink
Cold metal, black
Count to ten
Then the dark counts back

Pre-Chorus
Don’t look too long
It looks back harder
Hear that hum?
Getting farther, farther
My chest gets tight
When the floor goes thin
One more step
And I’m pulled back in

Chorus
Crank it
Crank it
Keep it moving
Crank it
Crank it
Mind keep proving
I hear that call
In the blacked-out hall
Crank it
Crank it
Till it hits the wall
(chop it up, chop it up)

Breakdown
Low lights
Cold grin
Skin on static
Room spins
Break it
Bend it
Make it crawl
Broken voice
Behind the wall

Verse 2
Nine nails in the pinewood door
One more mark
Than the night before
A paper bird
On the windowsill
Folded tight
But it’s flying still
I took the stairs
That weren’t there then
Ended up
In my own head again
Small white pills
In a candy dish
Taste like a lie
With a bleeding wish

Pre-Chorus
Don’t look too long
It looks back harder
Hear that hum?
Getting farther, farther
My pulse gets loud
When the lines all bend
One more breath
And it starts again

Chorus
Crank it
Crank it
Keep it moving
Crank it
Crank it
Mind keep proving
I hear that call
In the blacked-out hall
Crank it
Crank it
Till it hits the wall
(chop it up, chop it up)

Verse 3
Now the mirror leans
Like it knows my shape
Little black grin
At the zipper tape
I spoke too low
And the space replied
With a choir of teeth
From the other side
Cold blue veins
On the back of night
Every dream I kept
Got a hook in sight
If I run too far
It runs too
If I close my eyes
It comes in too

Bridge
Faded
Say it right
Say it slow
Let the whole thing slip
Let the cold wind go
Broken clocks
On a guilty loop
I can hear the dark
In the chopped-up truth

Breakdown
Crack
Then silence
Then the pulse returns
Half a prayer
While the hallway burns
Down
Deeper
Through the seam
Ghost voice laughing
In the machine

Chorus
Crank it
Crank it
Keep it moving
Crank it
Crank it
Mind keep proving
I hear that call
In the blacked-out hall
Crank it
Crank it
Till it hits the wall
(chop it up, chop it up)

Outro
Static in the hallway
Footsteps fade to none
Somebody said my name
Now the night is done
(chop it up, chop it up)
Crank it
Crank it
Under my skin
Crank it
Crank it
Let it spin