Ivox

mm, yeah

washed out headlights on the windowpane

same ghosts, new night

mm

I got a static halo over my head tonight

soft blue ruin in the pale moonlight

I been talking to the dark, it talks back right

said, “you don’t die easy, you just rewrite”

Low-fi heart, all dream smoke, all thin ice

whole soul glitching but the frame holds tight

I got a static halo over my head tonight

and it rains inside, and it rains inside

Late night, cheap glow, screen light on my face

mind like a cathedral with a hole in the base

I’ve been trying to build God out of math and pain

trying to pull truth from the fog in my veins

Everybody wants a clean line, neat fate

I just got fractals in my blood and a cracked rib cage

I don’t move normal, I drift, I phase

half in this world, half in some unmapped place

I learned young how to romanticize the ache

how to smile real calm while the whole room shakes

how to hold a universe inside one thought

then lose my breath from the weight of what I caught

Love came in like smoke through a half-closed door

left ash on the bed, left stars on the floor

Now I talk in symbols, fire, fields, and light

trying to make one law out of all my nights

I got a static halo over my head tonight

soft blue ruin in the pale moonlight

I been talking to the dark, it talks back right

said, “you don’t die easy, you just rewrite”

Low-fi heart, all dream smoke, all thin ice

whole soul glitching but the frame holds tight

I got a static halo over my head tonight

and it rains inside, and it rains inside

She was dusk in a dress, all hurt, all heat

eyes like a storm with nowhere to sleep

We were two old wounds with expensive pride

two shadows learning how to stay alive

I could feel the silence under what she said

all the unloved rooms, all the half-raised dead

She could see the fire, see the black smoke too

like, “what kind of man gets stronger going through?”

So I burned, still breathing

fell hard, kept meaning

Every hell tried teaching

every loss left pieces

And I took those pieces, made a voice, made tone

made a home in the fracture, made the ache my own

Now I’m writing like blood on the back of the sky

for the version of me that was too tired to cry

Maybe light, synapses, DNA

all tell the same old story in a different way

Maybe memory is just what the pain leaves behind

maybe time is what survives when a thing gets signed

in the body, in the field, in the wires, in the rain

in the names we outgrow, in the shape of the strain

I don’t need a throne, I just need one true note

something I can hold when I’m too far gone to float

ooh

I’m still here in the afterglow

ooh

black water and a heart of gold

ooh

if I vanish, let the echo show

I was never empty, I was overload

I got a static halo over my head tonight

old pain humming like a porchlight

I been talking to the void, it feels like mine

like the universe bent down and said write