[Male Lead] [Intro] [Radio static, filtered vocal] Testing One, two ... Nothing [Verse 1] People keep handing me stories Like I signed them in another life “You used to say this” “You used to hate that” Cool Wish somebody kept the archive I got photographs with strangers Who look comfortable beside my face They know exactly where we were I know the date because somebody wrote it on the back That’s not memory That’s evidence Different thing I’ve been reconstructing myself From fingerprints and secondhand sentences Everybody swears I’m still the same That’s convenient They remember the reference I smile They relax Apparently I did that then too Good to know [Pre-Chorus] Say it again Maybe this time it’ll sound familiar Say my name Like repetition makes it mine Turn it up There’s something underneath the static Or maybe that’s Just another lie [Chorus] Dead air Dead air Everybody’s talking But there’s nobody in there I get pieces I get pictures I get “you had to be there” Yeah Apparently I was Dead air Dead air Keep tuning the dial Till you find who I was If you hear him Tell him something Tell him I’ve been cleaning up [Post-Chorus] [Glitched vocal] You had to be there You had to be there I was Wasn’t I? [Verse 2] There’s a scar I can explain But not the reason that I got it There’s a song I know by muscle But I couldn’t tell you who taught it Sometimes my hands remember first Reach for things before my head does Nothing makes you question free will Quite like watching your body recognize someone And they look hurt When I don’t That part’s fun So I learned the choreography Tilt my head Wait half a beat Say, “Of course I remember” People forgive a lie quicker Than watching themselves disappear From somebody they thought would keep them That’ll sit with you [Pre-Chorus] Say it again Maybe this time it’ll sound familiar Say my name Like repetition makes it mine Turn it up There’s something underneath the static Or maybe that’s Just somebody else’s life [Chorus] Dead air Dead air Everybody’s talking But there’s nobody in there I get pieces I get pictures I get “you had to be there” Yeah Apparently I was Dead air Dead air Keep tuning the dial Till you find who I was If you hear him Tell him something Tell him I’ve been cleaning up [Breakdown] [Distorted bass, chopped vocal fragments] You remember me? Which one? The funny one? The reckless one? The one who made that promise? Be specific I’ve apparently been busy [Heavy guitars enter] Everybody wants the old me back Like he left something unpaid Everybody wants the old me back Nobody asks If I do [Bridge] Maybe memory isn’t a mirror Maybe it’s a landlord with a key Moves the furniture while you’re sleeping Then charges you for what used to be Maybe I don’t need every answer Maybe some doors can stay unnamed But if I meet myself in the hallway I hope he gets out of my way [Final Chorus] Dead air Dead air Everybody’s talking Now I’m done pretending I care Keep your pieces Keep your pictures Keep your “you had to be there” I believe you That’s enough Dead air Dead air I quit tuning the dial For somebody I was If you hear him Tell him nothing I’ve got enough noise of my own [Outro] [Static gradually clears] Testing One, two Yeah That’s me Good enough
