[Intro - Band Room] [guitar hum, amp buzz, loose tuning notes] (stomp) (counting under breath) One, two Two and a half (breath in) Okay [Verse 1] Cheap light flicker on the practice floor Black tape holding up the broken door Red paint peeling like a sunburned sky Neighbors bang if we get too alive I taste metal from the microphone Lipstick stain on a plastic cone You say "sing like you have nothing left" I say "turn it up and choke on the breath" [Pre-Chorus] (breath in, out) My lungs full of static and smoke Teeth on the wire till it broke If this room is all that I have I will shake it apart, I will not go back [Chorus] I am not your background sound Turn me up until the ceiling comes down Wake up, wake up, wake up now Hands in the air in this dead end town I am not your background sound I am the earthquake under your house [Verse 2] Flyer on a pole for a Friday show Ink runs down when the rain says no Gear in the trunk of a borrowed car Laugh too loud at a one drink bar You tell stories that you never wrote Same three chords in a wrinkled coat I want sweat, I want teeth on the night I want every wrong note to feel right [Pre-Chorus] (breath catches) My lungs full of static and smoke Teeth on the wire till it broke If this street is all that we get We will tear up the map, we are not done yet [Chorus] I am not your background sound Turn me up until the ceiling comes down Wake up, wake up, wake up now Hands in the air in this dead end town I am not your background sound I am the earthquake under your house [Breakdown - Breath And Floor Tom] [kick and floor tom pulse, guitars cut out] (breath in) I will not fade, I will not fade (whisper) I will not fade, I will not fade (low growl) Say my name, say my name, say my [band hits stop] (breath, tiny laugh) Again [Chorus - Gang Vocal] I am not your background sound Turn me up until the ceiling comes down I am not your background sound Wake up, wake up, wake up now [Outro - Feedback Drone] [guitars swell, feedback circles the room] [snare rattle, cymbal shimmer] (breath in) This little room is an earthquake mouth (breath out) I chew on the noise and I spit it out [amp clicks off, string ring fades]
