Tilted Ceiling

Verse

Tilted ceiling catches the streetlight glow

Shadow's stretching like it wants to know

Who owns this corner and who's still climbing

Is the sky moving or is the ground spinning

Bassline humming in my ribcage bone

Every step forward's a correction tone

Landlord knocking on the door with the rent

But I'm holding onto something that won't relent

It's the angle of the ceiling, it's the beat inside me

I paid the deposit with sweat and I don't pay twice

He says the lease is ending but I say the song's just starting

Every tilt's a reminder that I've got nothing to lose

Pre-Chorus

Can you see what I'm seeing from up here?

Is it dark or is it clear?

I know what the man below can't understand

I made a ladder out of dust and sound

Tilted ceiling, tilted ground

I keep my feet on solid ground

Chorus

Tilted ceiling, spinning like I'm flying

Landlord don't own me, I built my own sky

Every shadow leans toward the truth that I speak

Tilted ceiling, this is where I find myself

Dizzy and sharp and I know who I am

Tilted ceiling, the whole town's in my hand

Verse

Cousin said I'm dreaming but the dust don't lie

He says stay grounded or you'll be saying goodbye

But every floor that tilts, it only lets me climb

I traded certainty for the rhythm and the rhyme

I know the stairs are narrow but I won't go back

Every tilted corner turns to a doorway in my pack

So bring your paper work and your broken pride

Watch how I assemble the pieces into this midnight sky

Pre-Chorus

Can you see what I'm seeing from up here?

Is it dark or is it clear?

I know what the man below can't understand

I made a ladder out of dust and sound

Tilted ceiling, tilted ground

I keep my feet on solid ground

Chorus

Tilted ceiling, spinning like I'm flying

Landlord don't own me, I built my own sky

Every shadow leans toward the truth that I speak

Tilted ceiling, this is where I find myself

Dizzy and sharp and I know who I am

Tilted ceiling, the whole town's in my hand

Bridge

Look at the man below with his papers and his doubt

Watch how he straightens up when the sun comes through a window now

I stay right here in this tilted light

Where every shadow leans toward what it wants to be tonight

Maybe someday he'll come up here and see what I'm seeing

Maybe then he won't ask me if I'm feeling like I'm free

Outro

Tilted ceiling, sky keeps spinning round

I built my own ground underneath the sound