(Intro - Heavy, distorted guitar riff starts slow, building momentum; drums crash in with a driving beat)
(Verse 1)
The air in the room got thick when you walked in
A familiar weight settling on my skin
I told myself I’d built a wall this time
But you just walk through it like a mime
Speaking volumes without a sound
Kicking up the dust you laid in the ground
I’m a satellite, caught in your orbit, spinning free
'Til you decide to pull me back to your gravity
(Chorus)
Yeah, you’re the static on my favorite song
The one I keep playing, where nothing feels wrong
'Til the chorus hits and the feedback screams
Shattering all my delicate dreams
I’m the open door, you’re the cold front moving through
And I let you do it, I let you bruise
(Verse 2)
My spine turns to water when I hear your name
A moth drawn back to your flickering flame
I know the script, I've read the final page
But I still step center onto the stage
I’m humming your frequency, out of tune
Shouting at the silence, under a pale moon
You take the light right out of the day
And I just watch it fade away
(Chorus)
Yeah, you’re the static on my favorite song
The one I keep playing, where nothing feels wrong
'Til the chorus hits and the feedback screams
Shattering all my delicate dreams
I’m the open door, you’re the cold front moving through
And I let you do it, I let you bruise
(Bridge)
I could walk away, turn the other cheek
I could be strong, not weak
But there’s a habit in the hollows of my bones
Picking up the signal when you call my phone
Why do I tune the dial to your white noise?
Drowning out my own, silent voice
(Guitar Solo - Aggressive and slightly chaotic, full of feedback and heavy bends)
(Chorus)
Yeah, you’re the static on my favorite song
The one I keep playing, where nothing feels wrong
'Til the chorus hits and the feedback screams
Shattering all my delicate dreams
I’m the open door, you’re the cold front moving through
And I let you do it, I let you bruise
(Outro)
I let you do it.
Yeah, I let you do it.
The feedback screams, but I keep the volume high.
I let you bruise.
(Music fades out with one final, sustained crunch of static and guitar feedback)
Rituendon
