© Copyright 2026 - Peter PHIR! You came in midnight blue Boot dust on the floor Lamp hum, window sweat My hands want more Red wire by the speaker Red wire in my palm You said, “Don’t break the silence” I turned it into song Heart kick Floor shake Name low Chest wake I hold the red wire It pulls me alive I hold the red wire It pulls me alive Now it’s a crowded room Phones up like rain Everybody wants a miracle Nobody wants the strain That red wire under my skin Buzzing through my grin Funny how I play it cool With a storm clipped to my chin Quick-twist, lip-split, six-click rhythm in the rib cage Backlit, half-slick, heartbeat hitting like a switchblade Then I breathe Then I slow Then I let The whole room know Pulse high Eyes blaze Step wide No shame I hold the red wire It pulls me alive I hold the red wire It keeps me alive Before your face Before this light I learned that fear Could sing at night That red wire turned to a vein A road I could survive I followed sparks through empty years And came back lit inside I hold the red wire It pulls me alive I hold the red wire It pulls me alive Now the red wire runs through all of us tonight I hold the red wire It pulls me alive © Copyright 2026 - Peter PHIR!
