[Verse 1] I stand where the floor turns blue Under a screen of frozen static My hands are two dead satellites Spinning on a busted axis Takes more than eyes to see Through ion streams and solar wind I hear it pulling, thermal and strange Like a comet in a holding pattern I just stand there, let it hit me [Pre-Chorus] Get up, get up Hull plates strain Get up, get up Fault lines flame Dark at my collarbone I don’t move I stay locked in Like a coolant tube [Chorus] I stand there I stand there No crown, no shield Just skin and static Like a hull in reentry Taking teeth from the dark I stand there I stand there Let it all burn I’m still here Done with me being under you Done with me being under you I stand there And push straight through [Verse 2] These shattered walls, I'm breaking through But I don’t swing, I don’t shout I let the radar learn my name Then watch it drop to black and out Sorry I messed up, but the waves don't care They hit, they split, they leave the scar My shadow drowns in the hard white glare Like a moon with a cracked-up face Still I stand where the cold stars are [Pre-Chorus] Get up, get up Wires snap Get up, get up Pressure stacks If I move now It all could crack So I hold my ground And hold it back [Chorus] I stand there I stand there No crown, no shield Just skin and static Like a hull in reentry Taking teeth from the dark I stand there I stand there Let it all burn I’m still here Done with me being under you Done with me being under you I stand there And push straight through [Bridge] Let the orbit bend Let the sirens fade I was built from the ache I was wired in the wait If I don’t run Then I don’t break I stand like a spark On the edge of a dead-backed wake [Final Chorus] I stand there I stand there No crown, no shield Just skin and static Like a hull in reentry Taking teeth from the dark I stand there I stand there Let it all burn I’m still here Done with me being under you Done with me being under you I stand there And split the dark in two I stand there I stand there And when the floor goes black I don’t fold—I turn into the fault line
