Static in My Chest

[Verse 1]
Woke up with my phone dead
Still buzzing in my head somehow
Same town, same dead-end plans
Draw a rocket on my old desk now
Mom’s yelling through the thin wall
“Get a job, this phase will pass”
I’m patching rips in my black jeans
Turning panic into jet fuel fast
[Chorus]
I got static in my chest and it won’t calm down
Like a car crash heartbeat, spinning me around
If the sky falls, let it
If the world calls, forget it
We’re too loud, too proud for the quiet crowd
I got static in my chest, I’m alive right now (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Friends late on a group chat
Drop a pin, say “you outside?”
Sneak out through the backyard
Flashlight teeth and red brake lights
We’re singing out of key, who cares
Kicking gravel in the corner lot
Every bad idea feels perfect
Every “you can’t” turns into “watch”
[Chorus]
I got static in my chest and it won’t calm down
Like a car crash heartbeat, spinning me around
If the sky falls, let it
If the world calls, forget it
We’re too loud, too proud for the quiet crowd
I got static in my chest, I’m alive right now (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
Maybe we’re the glitch
In their perfect little plan
But I’d rather burn
Than blend in with the brand
So write my name
On your crooked leather wristband
If this is all we get
Let’s make it more than they can stand (hey!)
[Chorus]
I got static in my chest and it won’t calm down
Like a car crash heartbeat, spinning me around
If the sky falls, let it
If the world calls, forget it
We’re too loud, too proud for the quiet crowd
I got static in my chest, I’m alive right now
I got static in my chest, scream it out right now

rap, High-energy modern pop-punk anthem with alt-rock male vocals over crunchy power chords and trap-influenced drums; tight half-time drops into explosive four-on-the-floor choruses, layered gang shouts in the hook, and a big, bright top-line melody riding over saturated rhythm guitars; final chorus adds octave guitars, extra harmonies, and stuttered drum fills for a cathartic, shout-along finish, rock, pop, punk