Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carlos Garcia
Carlos Garcia
Bass
David O'Brien
David O'Brien
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zoe Adelle Rohrs
Zoe Adelle Rohrs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Richards
Matt Richards
Producer

Lyrics

Forecast calls for a storm tonight One we aren't prepared for You're gripping me so tight As we hear someone come up the elevator There's people conspiring Down at the party Can you drag his body To the pantry with me I feel like Wendy from "The Shining" Can't go outside I'm stuck in hiding Running through the mazes that are my own thoughts I didn't know that we could get this lost Diseased with this cabin fever Anything to keep occupied Why does he believe her It's their word against mine My vision saturated with confetti Keep the drinks coming Don't worry what's in 217 It's time for the unmasking I feel like Jack from "The Shining" Can't go outside I'm stuck in writing All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy I'm stuck inside trying to fill the void I feel like Wendy from "The Shining" Can't go outside I'm stuck in hiding Running through the mazes that are my own thoughts I didn't know that we could get this lost, yeah I didn't know that we could get this lost, yeah Pour me another drink Lloyd They want me to join some kind of death cult They want our little Danny Boy too Redrum redrum Quit being dumb Redrum Redrum Will you succumb I feel like Wendy from "The Shining" Can't go outside I'm stuck in hiding Running through the mazes that are my own thoughts I didn't know that we could get this lost I feel like Jack from "The Shining" Can't go outside I'm stuck in writing All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy I'm stuck inside trying to fill the void Stuck inside Stuck inside Stuck inside
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