Lyrics

The walls are breathing, cracked and torn,
A childhood house where ghosts are born.
The air is thick with silent screams,
Memories stitched in twisted seams.

A trembling hand on the doorknob cold,
The past creeps in, it takes a hold.
Shadows dance where light won’t go,
The scars beneath begin to show.

Skin remembers every sin,
The weight of hands, the lies within.
A touch that burned, a heart betrayed,
In this house, the pain won’t fade.

His eyes still watch, a crooked grin,
A monster wrapped in fragile skin.
Her voice was silenced, tears were veiled,
A prison built where she had failed.

But now she stands, her rage alive,
A girl who fought, who will survive.
Each step she takes, the echoes break,
Her fury rising in their wake.

Skin remembers every sin,
The weight of hands, the lies within.
A touch that burned, a heart betrayed,
In this house, the pain won’t fade.

Their faces fade, the years erased,
But her skin still bears the shame they placed.
A mirror cracks, the pieces fall,
The truth is written on these walls.

Skin remembers every sin,
The weight of hands, the lies within.
A touch that burned, a heart betrayed,
In this house, the pain won’t fade.

The past won’t own her, the skin will heal,
The rage inside is all she feels.
She’ll burn it down, let ashes rain,
And rise anew from all this pain.