I was in love with the feeling of uneasy
The uneasy that horror movies would give me
But modern TV is just trying to seem cool
And lately I've wished that this movie would end soon
Midnight seemed bright with insatiable boredom
Waiting for these, these feelings to fall down
Color me auburn in this dreary autumn
Eerie auras just don't seem to be calling
I can't seem to find out where these hours go
Turn down the white noise I don't want to know
Ghosts are sleeping on my humble bedroom floor
Can't say I know what I've been waiting for
Blowing off dust from the monsters in the attic
An Ouija board lying lonely in the static
And I try so hard to get the rush that I used to
Cursing the name of your spirit just to see you, see you here