This haunted house is crazy,
This shit is really freaking me out
Yeah, I paid my token,
Can I pay now to forget what it was all about?
Each velvet rope and curtain frames a creepy display,
I don’t wanna look but once I start I can’t look away,
Now pull the certain back, take a peak, at this fearsome new attraction, tell me your reaction, tell me what you see.
The man with the scissors for a tongue is leaning in for a kiss
The immortal woman just sits and rides her toy train set
Each butterfly preserved inside this book contains a human soul
They’ve got eyes on their wings, when they look at me I start to feel cold
Now I’m in a white room, with shelves up to infinity
Each shelf contains a gradient of color, and all of them are starting to bleed
Each color is a doorway labeled ‘Beware, for if it’s me you choose
You’ll never see behind the others, you’ll have to live with what you will lose.’
Now pull the certain back, take a peak, at this fearsome new attraction tell me you reaction tell me what you see.
I’m walking down a passageway that winds and winds
Signs point the way, reading ‘Terror At The End of the Line,’
Past the pin-up wall of spiders and the head in a jar,
Past the fingers poking out from the holes in the wall and the floor
Now I’ve finally made it
The attendants are waiting
They put their hands on the curtain
Yes, I want to see, I am certain
Now they pull the curtain back, I can’t breathe, can it be?, I don’t wanna believe,
The attraction is: ME.
Taking equal inspiration from urban grit and the great outdoors, this bright, young, NorCal act readies upcoming album. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 11, 2015
Pale Spring’s first two albums come to vinyl at last, full of moody, low-lit, trip-hop inspired songs with tender, haunting vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 16, 2021