Dead Nerves

Yeah…

They told me time heals…

Time ain’t done a damn thing but make the silence louder.

Heart got buried, but the body still breathin’,

Every sunrise feels like another fuckin’ reason

To hate every mirror, every memory flashin’,

Smile on my face while the inside’s crashin’.

Bottle to my lips, let the whiskey baptize,

Maybe drown the ghosts that still live behind my eyes.

White lines, black nights, don’t ask why—

I’m just tryna feel a pulse before I fuckin’ die.

Redline the engine, hundred-sixty on the dash,

Middle fingers up while my whole damn life crashed.

Curves look prettier when you’re beggin’ ’em to kill,

Funny how the dead inside still chase a thrill.

Friends say, “Slow down.”

Nah… let it explode.

Ain’t nothin’ left worth carryin’ this heavy-ass load.

Every scar’s another chapter that I never got to close,

Now I wear ‘em like tattoos nobody fuckin’ knows.

Pain don’t knock…

It kicked my damn door in.

Now I’m livin’ with a stranger

Wearin’ my own skin.

I’m a broken motherfucker,

Heart don’t beat—it bleeds.

Feedin’ every demon

‘Cause they’re all that listen to me.

Another shot.

Another pill.

Another highway.

Another thrill.

If I can’t feel love…

Then let me feel impact.

Anything’s better

Than this soul gone jet black.

Love turned venom when you ripped the vein apart,

Left a fuckin’ war zone where I kept my heart.

Now I trust nobody—

Not even my reflection.

Every “I love you” sounds like another deception.

Got rage in my lungs, smoke in my breath,

Been flirtin’ every night with the edge of death.

Not because I’m fearless—

I’m tired of the ache.

Every single heartbeat feels like another mistake.

So I light another fuse, let the chaos speak,

Burn another bridge every fuckin’ week.

Adrenaline’s the only bitch that still calls my name,

Everything else disappeared inside the flames.

They say forgiveness…

Man, fuck that advice.

Some wounds don’t heal,

They just learn to survive.

I don’t cry anymore…

That river ran dry.

Now my tears come out

As exhaust and battle cries.

Can’t outrun ghosts.

Can’t outdrink regret.

Can’t snort enough powder

To make me forget.

Still…

Every sunrise…

I’m somehow here.

Guess hell ain’t finished with me yet.

I’m a broken motherfucker,

Built from shattered glass.

Still outrunnin’ every memory

With my foot pinned to the gas.

Another shot.

Another pill.

Another engine screaming loud.

Anything to drown the silence

That still follows through the crowd.

Heart don’t heal…

It just hardens into stone.

Now the loudest place on Earth

Is bein’ left alone.

Maybe tomorrow…

Maybe never.

Until then—

Keep the bottle full…

Keep the tires burnin’…

And keep the fuckin’ music louder than the memories.