(Intro — radio static / clean guitar)
If you can hear this…
You’re still alive.
(Verse 1)
Black hoodie, headphones on
Walking like the world’s already gone
Every streetlight hums my name
Every night feels just the same
People talking but I hear noise
Cheap addictions, broken toys
Everybody wants a crown
While the whole damn city drowns
(Pre-Chorus)
But underneath the wreckage and panic
We became the saints of the static
(Chorus)
We are the lost generation
Raised on fear and medication
Screaming through the satellites
Trying to survive the night
Hands up high if you still hurt
If your soul still feels burned
We are the voices they can’t erase
The saints of the static age
(Verse 2)
Bathroom floor at 3 AM
Trying hard to breathe again
Phone screen glow against my face
Like a lighthouse in the haze
Then I heard somebody sing
From another broken thing
A melody sharp as a knife
Reminding me I’m still alive
(Pre-Chorus)
So we turned our pain electric
And made an anthem from the wreckage
(Chorus)
We are the lost generation
Raised on fear and medication
Screaming through the satellites
Trying to survive the night
Hands up high if you still hurt
If your soul still feels burned
We are the voices they can’t erase
The saints of the static age
(Breakdown)
NO MORE HIDING
NO MORE SHAME
WE WERE NEVER MEANT
TO STAY CHAINS
TURN IT UP
LET IT BLEED
THIS IS MORE THAN MUSIC TO ME
(Bridge — melodic)
Maybe healing sounds like feedback
Maybe hope sounds loud and raw
Maybe every shattered person
Still deserves to be adored
(Final Chorus)
We are the lost generation
But we found our own salvation
In every riff and every cry
That kept us alive tonight
Now the whole world knows our names
Written deep inside the flames
We are the voices they can’t cage
The saints of the static age
(Outro)
Static forever…
Forever alive…
Forever loud.
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