2nd Single Thin Air by Hana Piranha
Special thanks to
Carl Fox - Director
Leanne White - Hair and Makeup
and Darren Johnson
The butterfly that guides you through the dark streets,
The face in the mirror that isn’t yours,
The voice you hear inside your head
Those eyes, that you feel before you turn
The creak on the stairwell that lasts too long,
The hairs on your neck that stand up straight
And it’s not your guardian angel, girl
That preys on you in the dark
If you don’t believe in the devil, girl,
Then don’t be faint of heart
When it starts.
They’ll pull you under, but only if you choose
By your surrender, you’ll have the priest confused
I guess you know now, how thin the air can be,
I guess you know now, how easy it can be to lose.
Do you hear it? It’s just inside your head,
But if you listen, truth is you’ll be mislead,
I guess you know now, what fear can do to you,
I guess you know now, what horrors can be spawned by dread.