Nightmare in sTereo

Nightmares in stereo, voices in my head,

Demons in the mirror, monsters under the bed.

Running from the darkness, can’t escape the dread,

Rap game psycho, paint the whole town red.

I’m the shadow in the hallway, the chill in your veins,

Every rhyme’s a warning, every word leaves stains.

I twist my pain into verses, let the ink bleed,

Haunted by the past, but the future’s what I need.

I see the world through a cracked lens, vision distorted,

Trust is a gamble, and the real ones aborted.

I’m the voice in your headphones, the fear in your chest,

When you’re running from yourself, you can never rest.

Nightmares in stereo, voices in my head,

Demons in the mirror, monsters under the bed.

Running from the darkness, can’t escape the dread,

Rap game psycho, paint the whole town red.

I’m the echo in the silence, the scratch on the glass,

The flicker in the streetlight when you’re walking too fast.

I’m the voice in the static, the chill in the breeze,

The shiver down your spine, bring you down to your knees.

I’m the panic at midnight, the knock at your door,

The face in the crowd you can’t ignore.

I’m the ink in the pages, the blood in the pen,

If you think it’s a dream, I’ll haunt you again.

Nightmares in stereo, voices in my head,

Demons in the mirror, monsters under the bed.

Running from the darkness, can’t escape the dread,

Rap game psycho, paint the whole town red.

(E.)

I’m the ticking in the clock when the world stands still,

The chill in your bones, the test of your will.

(S.K.)

I’m the whisper in the dark, the scream in your sleep,

The secret you keep, the promise you can’t keep.

(E.)

I’m the crack in the mask, the truth in the lies,

The fire in your soul, the fear in your eyes.

(S.K.)

I’m the last thing you see when the lights go black,

The shadow behind you, always watching your back.

Nightmares in stereo, voices in my head,

Demons in the mirror, monsters under the bed.

Running from the darkness, can’t escape the dread,

Rap game psycho, paint the whole town red.

So when you close your eyes and the silence grows,

Remember our voices in the undertow.

Nightmares in stereo, never alone—

We live in your mind, we’re carved in stone.