Tempo: 85 BPM (Same slow, heavy trudge)Vibe: Haunting, claustrophobic, and tragic.(Intro)(The guitar returns with the same heavy thumping beat, but this time it’s joined by a high, dissonant ringing sound—like a feedback loop in the mind.)(Verse 1)It started with a spark, now it’s a wildfire in the veinA jagged piece of lightning trying to wash away the rainThe world is turning sideways, the terminal’s a caveAnd I’m just digging deeper in this neon-colored graveMy skin is made of static, my blood is made of leadI haven’t felt the morning sun since the spirit in me bledThe chemical is king now, it’s sitting on the throneTurning all the muscle into cold and brittle stone.(Chorus)There’s a static in the signal, there’s a riot in the headTen thousand different voices saying things that shouldn't be saidThe demons aren't in shadows, no, they’re standing in the lightWarping every vision in the middle of the nightMy soul is on a tether, but the line is getting thinI’m a stranger to the person living underneath my skinYeah, dats me—the one who’s lost control.Yeah, dats me—the ghost inside the hole.(Verse 2)I see the walls are breathing, I see the floor begin to crawlI’m clawing at the emptiness inside the bathroom stallThe faces in the window, they’re laughing at my nameThey’re whispering the secrets of my sorrow and my shameI’m reaching for a memory, but it’s covered up in rustEverything I used to love has turned to white and bitter dustThe drug is like a parasite, it’s eating through the wireUntil the only thing that’s left is the craving and the fire.(Pre-Chorus)(The guitar strumming becomes frantic and erratic)Don't look me in the eyes, ‘cause you’ll see the hollow spaceThe empty, jagged wreckage of a once-familiar faceI’m screaming at the demons, but they’ve moved into the boneI’m surrounded by a thousand ghosts, but I’m entirely alone.(Chorus)There’s a static in the signal, there’s a riot in the headTen thousand different voices saying things that shouldn't be saidThe demons aren't in shadows, no, they’re standing in the lightWarping every vision in the middle of the nightMy soul is on a tether, but the line is getting thinI’m a stranger to the person living underneath my skinYeah, dats me—the one who’s lost control.Yeah, dats me—the ghost inside the hole.(Bridge)(Music drops to just the thumping boot on the floor—the "pulse")(Whispered, overlapping voices)They’re watching...Can you hear them?Just one more...(Loud, desperate vocal)I used to have a name! I used to have a home!Now I’m just a signal in a tower made of chrome!I’m the listener to the darkness, I’m the seer of the lie!Watching my own spirit wither up and slowly die!(Guitar Solo)(Distorted, bending notes that sound like a siren or a scream)(Final Chorus)There’s a static in the signal, there’s a riot in the headTen thousand different voices saying things that shouldn't be saidThe demons aren't in shadows, no, they’re standing in the lightWarping every vision in the middle of the night….
GrizzlyJones
