Whoa‑oh… oh‑oh… Whoa-oh… oh-oh… --- Verse 1 The cul‑de‑sac is humming like a warning sign Neighbors mowing down the quiet in a perfect line I’ve been pacing through these rooms like they’re a maze Trying not to drown in all the ordinary days --- Pre‑Chorus And I feel it rising slow Like a tide beneath the floorboards Every thought I try to hold Slips away, slips away --- Chorus Whoa‑oh, I’m stuck in the blue house fever Whoa-oh, every thought just pulls me deeper I’m spinning in the quiet till it’s loud inside my head Whoa‑oh, I need a way out instead Whoa‑oh, whoa‑oh, I’m drowning in the same old ceiling Oh‑oh, oh‑oh, trying hard to find a feeling I’m shaking off the static but it’s clinging to my chest Whoa‑oh, whoa‑oh, I swear I’m doing my best --- Verse 2 Streetlights flicker like they’re whispering my fears Every shadow stretching longer than the passing years I keep dreaming of a place that doesn’t feel this small Where I’m not fading into paint on these suburban walls --- Pre‑Chorus And I feel it rising slow Like a tide beneath the floorboards Every thought I try to hold Slips away, slips away --- Bridge I want to run until the sky breaks open Till the weight of all these days feels stolen I want to breathe without the static in my head I want to feel alive instead! --- Final Chorus Whoa‑oh, whoa I’m shaking off the blue house fever Whoa‑oh, whoa I swear the air feels clearer I’m stepping past the quiet and the pressure in my chest Whoa‑oh, maybe I can be my best Whoa‑oh… whoa‑oh… whoa-oh… whoa-oh… ----------- Lyrics: ©svAI
