Sematary, Ghost Mountain - STAND YOUR GROUND lyrics
Sematary [Zane Steckler] Northern California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Sematary, Ghost Mountain - STAND YOUR GROUND lyrics]
I told Ghost to bring the pressure on down
Said, "What you mean?" I said
"Stand your damn ground"
Bro played with me so I'ma
Bring the house down
Just like Bill Wilkins, this is my house
No dirty cops, I stand my ground
You can't come in
You ain't ready for the house
Come up in here, make it August Underground
It's just us, all up in the tree house
Sematary, Ghost Mountain, we got so much hate
The dead will walk the earth
I cannot even wait
We come from the damn dirt
We are fueled by the pain i see seraphims
Thirty girls in thirty graves
Breakin' down your back door with a fire axe
Nails in my mouth
Singing through my Scream mask
Night vision game cam up a dark path
Grave House, this a bloodbath
I told Ghost to bring the pressure on down
Said, "What you mean?" I said
"Stand your damn ground"
Bro played with me so I'ma
Bring the house down
Just like Bill Wilkins, this is my house
No dirty cops, I stand my ground
You can't come in
You ain't ready for the house
Come up in here, make it August Underground
It's just us, all up in the tree house
Dead ringer for the moon
Crooked man, he's in my room
Skin grey, Boogeyman tattoo
Lurkin' out the gutter
He will be there soon
I got all these knives on me
What you know 'bout seein' things?
Stupid cops, they play with me
Hang your skin up off a tree
I told Ghost to bring the pressure on down
Said, "What you mean?" I said
"Stand your damn ground"
Bro played with me so I'ma
Bring the house down
Just like Bill Wilkins, this is my house
No dirty cops, I stand my ground
You can't come in
You ain't ready for the house
Come up in here, make it August Underground
It's just us, all up in the tree house
I told Ghost to bring the pressure on down
Said, "What you mean?" I said
"Stand your damn ground"
Bro played with me so I'ma
Bring the house down
Just like Bill Wilkins, this is my house
No dirty cops, I stand my ground
You can't come in
You ain't ready for the house
Come up in here, make it August Underground
It's just us, all up in the tree house
Leave me to rot alone, I'll be good for now
Leave me to rot alone in the Grave House
Leave me to rot alone, I'll be good for now
Leave me to rot alone in the Grave House
Said, "What you mean?" I said
"Stand your damn ground"
Bro played with me so I'ma
Bring the house down
Just like Bill Wilkins, this is my house
No dirty cops, I stand my ground
You can't come in
You ain't ready for the house
Come up in here, make it August Underground
It's just us, all up in the tree house
Sematary, Ghost Mountain, we got so much hate
The dead will walk the earth
I cannot even wait
We come from the damn dirt
We are fueled by the pain i see seraphims
Thirty girls in thirty graves
Breakin' down your back door with a fire axe
Nails in my mouth
Singing through my Scream mask
Night vision game cam up a dark path
Grave House, this a bloodbath
I told Ghost to bring the pressure on down
Said, "What you mean?" I said
"Stand your damn ground"
Bro played with me so I'ma
Bring the house down
Just like Bill Wilkins, this is my house
No dirty cops, I stand my ground
You can't come in
You ain't ready for the house
Come up in here, make it August Underground
It's just us, all up in the tree house
Dead ringer for the moon
Crooked man, he's in my room
Skin grey, Boogeyman tattoo
Lurkin' out the gutter
He will be there soon
I got all these knives on me
What you know 'bout seein' things?
Stupid cops, they play with me
Hang your skin up off a tree
I told Ghost to bring the pressure on down
Said, "What you mean?" I said
"Stand your damn ground"
Bro played with me so I'ma
Bring the house down
Just like Bill Wilkins, this is my house
No dirty cops, I stand my ground
You can't come in
You ain't ready for the house
Come up in here, make it August Underground
It's just us, all up in the tree house
I told Ghost to bring the pressure on down
Said, "What you mean?" I said
"Stand your damn ground"
Bro played with me so I'ma
Bring the house down
Just like Bill Wilkins, this is my house
No dirty cops, I stand my ground
You can't come in
You ain't ready for the house
Come up in here, make it August Underground
It's just us, all up in the tree house
Leave me to rot alone, I'll be good for now
Leave me to rot alone in the Grave House
Leave me to rot alone, I'll be good for now
Leave me to rot alone in the Grave House