[Intro – whispered/spoken over feedback + faint distorted riff] Two tours down… and I’m still there. In that box of sand. In that box of sand. ⸻ [Verse 1 – soft, reflective, bass + muted guitar] Blood-stained memories, I can’t repair, Screaming at phantoms that live in the air. Damn these dreams, won’t let me rest, Every night feels like another test. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – guitars build, drums punch in] They said time heals, but mine just bleeds, Brothers keep falling, while I still breathe. ⸻ [Chorus – loud, distorted, layered vocals, raw shout-singing] Twenty-two gone, just yesterday, But I’m still here — I can’t explain. War carves holes you can’t withstand, I left myself in that box of sand! ⸻ [Verse 2 – stripped down again, tense bass groove] Pills don’t cure the war in my mind, They bury it deeper, time after time. Traded my soul for that cold M4, Who I was — ain’t here anymore. (Distorted guitar slide / feedback bleed between lines) Demons dance behind tired eyes, Six more months, another brother dies. ⸻ [Bridge – slow build, spoken/snarled at first, then breaking into shouted refrain] They called me a hero… But I came back a ghost. The flag still waves — but I can’t stand tall. Most days… I can’t stand at all. (Drums cut out, feedback hums, then SLAM back in full band) I CAN’T STAND AT ALL! [instrumental flourish heavy with military cadence drums] ⸻ [Chorus – repeated, crowd chant backing, chaotic wall of sound] Twenty-two gone, just yesterday, But I’m still here — I can’t explain. War carves holes you can’t withstand, I left myself in that box of sand! (Repeat chorus line screamed solo with instruments dropping out:) I LEFT MYSELF IN THAT BOX OF SAND! ⸻ [Outro – haunting, acoustic + distant distortion, vocal breaking] I don’t ask for salvation… Just a night without the fight. But every day’s a war inside, And I’m losing — I’m losing tonight. (Guitar feedback lingers, cut suddenly to silence)
