Static on the Ribcage (النسخة 2)

Intro

Low hum in the steering column

Five in the morning, heat breathing through the vent

Yeah

Verse

Left the window down a crack, thirty-eight degrees (cold)

Ticking from the manifold settling in the knees

Winter in the collarbone, knuckles turned to chalk

Autopilot pacing out the middle of the block

Spent three seasons running off adrenaline and steam

Every conversation sounding muffled through a screen

Now the copper on my tongue tastes a little bit like salt

Something in the circuitry tripping on a fault

Heater kicking on, blowing dust across the dash (dust)

Flicker in the instrument cluster like a flash

Felt the pulse underneath the heavy denim seam

Coming out of anesthesia, waking from the dream

I was counting down the hours just surviving off the clock

Now the needle’s creeping upward past the twenty on the dock

Blood running warmer than the water from the tap

Felt the current jump the battery and snap (snap)

Chorus

Got that static on the ribcage hummin' like a wire (wire)

Thawing out the marrow just to settle with the fire (fire)

Used to run on neutral, now I’m leaning on the spark

Static on the ribcage beating in the dark (dark)

Got that static on the ribcage hummin' like a wire (wire)

Thawing out the marrow just to settle with the fire (fire)

Verse

Pavement drying purple where the evening catches rain (rain)

Subwoofer rattle knocking rhythm in the frame

Took a couple winters just to recognize the sound

Of my own two sneakers making friction on the ground

Used to keep the deadbolt twisted on my throat

Iron in my pocket, zipper pulled along the coat

Now the air tastes sweet, bitter peel of tangerine (sweet)

Fluorescent lights buzzing over aisles of kerosene

I don't need the armor if the skin is growing back

Grease on my thumb from the chain along the track

Every single rib has got a frequency to hold

Forty-watt filament burning in the cold

Used to call it panic when the chest began to knock

Now I let the tempo pull the tumbler in the lock

Nothing hollow left inside the cavity to spare

Taking in a lungful of oxygen and air (air)

Chorus

Got that static on the ribcage hummin' like a wire (wire)

Thawing out the marrow just to settle with the fire (fire)

Used to run on neutral, now I’m leaning on the spark

Static on the ribcage beating in the dark (dark)

Got that static on the ribcage hummin' like a wire (wire)

Thawing out the marrow just to settle with the fire (fire)

Bridge

Didn’t know the numbness was a debt I had to pay

Told myself that moving was the same as being safe

Now the tremor in my fingers isn't fear, it’s just the hum

Every single volt telling me where I come from

Skin against the cotton, breath against the pane

I can feel the weather even when it isn't rain (rain)

Outro

Just the current in the bone (bone)

Defrost on the glass, drive home

Low hum, ninety on the dial

Haven't felt the static in a while (while)

Let it buzz