6OD - courtroom

(LYRICS) I heard something. Something in the walls keeps saying your name I tell it shut up, it says it again One little look and I'm building a case Nothing even happened, I'm losing my shape Something in the walls keeps scratching at night Every bad thought keeps asking who's right You tell me relax, I tighten my grip Love shouldn't feel like surveillance and shit I notice everything, hate that I do Change in your tone and I'm tracing the clue Five-minute silence, I'm making it huge Brain takes a match and invents me a fuse Who's that? Why'd you pause? Why'd you look twice? Why'd you turn down your screen when I walked by? I know how it sounds I know I'm a mess Still got a courtroom assembled in my head Judge, jury, witness all wearing my face Every little detail gets dragged into place You say it's harmless I hear something else I can make betrayal from nothing myself Something in the walls keeps saying your name I tell it shut up, it says it again One little look and I'm building a case Nothing even happened, I'm losing my shape Something in the walls keeps scratching at night Every bad thought keeps asking who's right You tell me relax, I tighten my grip Love shouldn't feel like surveillance and shit I don't need evidence, give me a second I'll make a whole nightmare out of a sentence You type too slow, now I'm guessing intentions You type too fast, now I'm asking questions That's fucking stupid Yeah, obviously Doesn't stop anything happening internally I get possessive then act like I'm bored Push you away then stand next to the door Want you to leave then hate when you move Want reassurance then don't believe you That's the disease that's the trick Nothing you say ever fully gets in You could hand me the truth with a stamp and receipt I'd still find a reason that something's beneath See? That's what I mean. There's a shape in the hallway Probably a coat There's a sound from the kitchen Probably the pipes There's a thought in my head saying “she's gonna leave” Probably nothing. Probably right. I hate how affection turns into inspection I ruin good moments by checking expressions One little twitch and I'm changing direction Turning your breathing into a confession I know it's ugly I know it's unfair I know you're right fucking there Still got my stomach tied into a knot Over some shit that you probably forgot I make a monster feed it attention Then blame you when it gets too big to question Now every shadow got somebody behind it Every coincidence suddenly feels guided I can't switch off I can only pretend Act fucking normal then spiral again Something in the walls keeps saying your name (SAYING YOUR NAME) I tell it shut up, it says it again (AGAIN, AGAIN) One little look and I'm building a case Nothing even happened, I'm losing my shape Something in the walls keeps scratching at night Every bad thought keeps asking who's right You tell me relax— That's usually when it gets worse. Something in the walls Something in my head Something keeps telling me everything's dead Nothing even happened that's what makes it sick I built the whole nightmare— out of fucking nothing.