DEAD SIGNAL

Yeah…

Turn the bass up till I can’t hear my thoughts.

Red lights, black sky—

Another night I’m lost.

3 A.M., shadows dancing on the wall,

Phone full of numbers, still got nobody to call.

Smile in the daylight, die when the sun dips,

Pain in my chest with a lie on my lips.

I’ve been running from myself, but he run the same speed,

Got a heart full of scars and a head full of screams.

Everybody loves you when you’re useful to ’em,

Soon as you need love, watch ’em walk right through you.

Black hoodie, bass shaking glass in the ride,

808 heartbeat matching what’s inside.

I don’t need saving, I just wanna feel alive,

‘Cause lately I’ve been existing, ain’t felt like a life.

Tell me, can you hear me through the static?

My mind turns everything tragic.

I keep reaching, nothing grabs back—

So I pour another memory in a sad track.

I’m a dead signal, lost in the night,

Black heart glowing underneath red lights.

Bass hit hard, make the whole room shake,

Maybe if it’s loud enough, I won’t feel the ache.

Dead signal, nobody home,

Whole crowd around me, still feel alone.

If you ask how I’m doing, I’m saying “I’m straight,”

Then I disappear when the clock gets late.

I got demons in the passenger seat riding shotgun,

Tell ‘em shut the hell up, but they don’t stop none.

Every mistake got a voice and a name,

Every old wound still remembers the pain.

Trust got expensive, so I quit buying in,

Love turned temporary, everybody pretending.

They say, “Keep your head up,” like it’s easy to breathe

When you’re carrying a version of yourself you can’t leave.

Still I wake up, boots hit the floor,

Walk through the fire like I’ve done before.

Maybe I’m damaged, maybe I’m numb,

But there’s still something inside saying, “You ain’t done.”

So let the 808s bury the silence,

Let the distortion sound like violence.

Not against them—it’s me versus me,

Trying to kill who I was without killing my dreams.

I’m a dead signal, but I’m transmitting still,

Broken frequency powered by stubborn will.

Bass hit hard while the tears fall slow,

Got nowhere to run, so through hell I go.

Dead signal, static in my veins,

Made a whole damn soundtrack out of my pain.

If the darkness wants me, tell it get in line—

I’ve been fighting myself my whole damn life.

Dead signal…

Still breathing.

Still moving.

Still here.