Negative Space // ft Daywalker [Riff Wars 2]

Lil ol' me made it through round 1 of Riff Wars 2. I know! i'm as shocked as you guys. Riff for this was supplied by Daywalker. Anyway, it takes place over on the TRA discord, so... UPDATE: Yo, ya boy won 3rd place! Huge props to Daywalker & TRAS Join TRA https://discord.gg/tra-studio ------------------------------------- The station stairs swallow the evening rush. A heavy tide of damp breath and dragged feet. Every voice swallowed by the crowd. The buzz of the failing bulbs overhead. And the absolute weight of routine. Timing my breath to the strangers beside me to avoid taking up space. Bleeding out (Bleeding out) on the station floor. I am hollowed out. (I am) Nothing at all. Watching my history drain through the grates. Just a platform of ghosts. (Just a platform of ghosts) How does it happen so easily? This quiet surrender. This shutting down. I wanted to grab the shoulder next to me. Shake him till somebody looked back. Till his eyes finally met mine. But I'm pinned in the center, arms at my sides, doing absolutely nothing. Bleeding out (Bleeding out) on the station floor. I am hollowed out. (I am) Nothing at all. Watching my history drain through the grates. Just a platform of ghosts. (Just a platform of ghosts) Shoulder to shoulder in the metal cars. Anonymous bodies beneath the street. Content to be empty. Nothing left to lose. I caught my reflection in the sliding doors, and the outline is totally gone. I am negative space. The tunnel lights flash against the window, and a carriage of strangers is staring me down. Every single one is wearing your face. They are wearing your face. THEY ARE WEARING YOUR FACE.