Storm # Metalblender

It’s not outside... it’s in my lungs... [Verse 1] The sky is a bruise, swelling with static and blood, I’m coughing up grit, I’m spitting out dead day’s mud. The filth on the floor — it’s coming from deep inside, This sandstorm is breaking my bones, there’s nowhere to hide. [Pre-Chorus] It’s not on the glass, it’s under the skin, I’m tearing the locks just to let it all in! I tried to be stone, but I’m turning to dust, My lungs are on fire, and the frame starts to rust! [Chorus] STORM! Grinding my soul into sand! STORM! I’m sifting my life through my hand! BREAK ME! To see what is left in the dust! HEAR ME! I’m singing through bile and rust! [Verse 2] The porch is a tomb where my old self is lying, While inside these walls, something new is still crying. The windows are blinded, the hallways are choked, The promise of "home" is a mirror I broke. I’m tracing the grit on your coat with my hand, I used to be flesh, now I’m nothing but sand. [Chorus] STORM! Grinding my soul into sand! STORM! I’m sifting my life through my hand! BREAK ME! To see what is left in the dust! HEAR ME! I’m singing through bile and rust! [Bridge] I am the desert! I am the drought! The sand is the only thing left in my mouth! Don’t call it pain — it’s the sound of the floor Collapsing under what I was before! I wasn’t built for you! I was built to break! I’m feeding the storm with every breath that I take! EVERY BREATH I TAKE! [Final Chorus] STORM! Grinding my soul into sand! STORM! I’m sifting my life through my hand! BREAK ME! I'm singing through bile... HEAR ME! I'm singing through rust! Nothing but sand... Nothing...