(Rewind, rewind) (Some things shouldn't be played) Found a tape in the attic, no label, no case Played it once and my skin got erased Voices crawl through the static haze One said my name like it knew my face Cracks in the screen, blood in the hum Beat drops slow like a demon's drum Tried to stop but the sound came back Now it talks when the room goes black Play it back, again You let it in, it begins You can't run, you're not real Possession starts when silence kills Play it back, again You let it in, it begins You can't run, you're not real Possession starts when silence kills Eyes in the TV, breath on my spine A voice just said: This body's mine Mirror cracked, my hands reversed Every bar I spit is a funeral verse Woke up in static, light went red Not a nightmare–it's something I fed The tape still spins, the reel still screams If I stop it now, I lose all me Play it back, again You let it in, it begins You can't run, you're not real Possession starts when silence kills Play it back, again You let it in, it begins You can't run, you're not real Possession starts when silence kills