Bury the Static (wersja 2)

Intro

Static in the skyline, engine coughing sparks

City breathing smoke through the cracks in the dark

Four a.m., my pulse on a hundred and eight

Bury it, bury it, before it's too late

Verse 1

Concrete kitchen, corner store still glowing

Neon sign half broke, letters barely showing

Sirens in my bloodstream, keeping tempo with my walking

Every red eye watching, every clock keeps talking

Subway rumble underneath like a second heartbeat

Counting steps and dollars down a block that smells like concrete

Voices in the static telling me I'm too much

Turn the volume up till the doubt loses touch

Broken elevator, so I climb through the ritual

Every floor a story, every door got a criminal

Rooftop view, the skyline burning like a furnace

I carve my name in smoke where the static tried to hurt us

Phone keeps buzzing, messages from the outside

I mute it, I move different, running on a blind stride

Three a.m. engine, redline, gone

Bury the static, that's the only song

Chorus

Bury the static, drown out the sound

Engine on ten, tearing up the ground

City don't sleep and neither do I

Bury the static, watch me multiply

Verse 2

Back alley echoes bouncing off the brick wall

Every footstep loaded like a countdown, standing tall

Traffic light stuck red, I don't wait for permission

Static in the wires, I'm rewriting the transmission

Corner boys whisper, but I keep my collar tighter

Every ounce of doubt just becomes another lighter

Burning through the noise like a match against the wind

City lights reflecting off the chrome, my discipline

Rooftop antennas catching every frequency

I filter out the fear, keep the rest for the enemy

Static on the block, but my engine drowns the chatter

Every heartbeat measured like a drumline, don't matter

Empty lot at midnight, shadows start to gather

I turn the static louder, make the silence scatter

Steel bridge shaking underneath the weight I carry

Bury the static, I ain't never