
Verse
Grey door, red bulb, a number for a name
Static in my molars, wired to the frame
Cold rail, wet palm, the bassline finds my bone
Twelve floors of strangers breathing all alone
Pre-Chorus
Static climbs the wall behind my eyes
Counting down the hours, losing size
Skin goes numb, the room starts to bend
Move until the static finds its end
Chorus
Moving through the static till the lights come up
Iron in my chest, I won't stop
Grey turns gold behind the glass
Move until the static breaks at last
Verse
Chain fence shadows cut across the floor
Same four walls but I don't feel them anymore
Breath like smoke against the cold turbine hum
Somewhere past the static, morning comes
Pre-Chorus
Static climbs the wall behind my eyes
Counting down the hours, losing size
Skin goes numb, the room starts to bend
Move until the static finds its end
Chorus
Moving through the static till the lights come up
Iron in my chest, I won't stop
Grey turns gold behind the glass
Move until the static breaks at last
Bridge
No clock left, no name, no door
Just the hum beneath the concrete floor
Let it strip me down to only sound
This is how the static turns around
Chorus
Moving through the static till the lights come up
Iron in my chest, I won't stop
Grey turns gold behind the glass
Move until the static breaks at last
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