[Verse 1] I’m pacing grooves in the kitchen tile Phone face‑down like it’s on trial Practiced lines on a loop Then I choke Tongue tied Every word stays a joke All my friends say “just hit send” But I rewrite every text again Sweaty hands Heart slap in my chest Overthinking every stupid breath [Chorus] I want the static out of my head Turn this panic into something I said Rip the bandage Let it bleed red (yeah, yeah) If I crash At least I’ll know Did you ever wanna take this slow? I’m done rehearsing Say it instead I want the static out of my head [Verse 2] You’re laughing wild in your thrift‑store coat You steal my fries Steal my air My notes I fake a yawn so I don’t spill truth Bite my tongue like a nervous tooth [Male backing] You’re not subtle when you look that way You tap your heel like you wanna stay [Female lead] I write “hey Can we talk?” then erase Scared to watch your eyes read my face [Chorus] I want the static out of my head Turn this panic into something I said Rip the bandage Let it bleed red (oh woah) If I crash At least I’ll know Did you ever wanna take this slow? I’m done rehearsing Say it instead I want the static out of my head [Bridge] [Half‑time Drums drop back] My thumb hovers over your name I’m so tired of this self‑made cage I hit call Hear the ringing start Every heartbeat louder than my heart [Male backing Low] “Hey What’s up?” [Female lead] “I like you more Than my fear of hitting the floor” Silence hangs for a single beat Then you say “God I hoped you’d speak” (hey!) [Chorus] Now there’s no static in my head Just your laughter living there instead Took the risk and it burned my dread (yeah, yeah) If we crash At least we’ll know But your hand’s already saying “don’t go” Done with hiding This is what’s said You pulled the static out of my head

rock, Fast, anxious pop‑punk with female lead and ragged male backups; palm‑muted guitars in the verses, double‑time drums and bright octave leads in the choruses. Start tight and tense, kick into a shout‑along hook, then one half‑time breakdown before a last explosive chorus. Crisp, upfront vocals with gang shouts on key lines, bass locked in and punchy., pop, punk

Static Out Of My Head