She stands still until the silence grows petals. The static that once numbed her begins to breathe, spreading through her like a living pulse. This isn’t collapse — it’s germination: awareness sprouting through distortion, a confession disguised as rebirth. 🎻[Cover art by KimyK_Artworx]🎻 ╞════◇⚙◇════╡╞════◇⚙◇════╡ 🦋💗🦋 ~ Find me at ~ 🦋💗🦋 ╞════◇⚙◇════╡╞════◇⚙◇════╡ 🐤 X / @KimyK_Artworx 🎵 suno.com/@kimykai ▶️ YouTube.com/@Kimy_K_AIMusic ╞════◇⚙◇════╡╞════◇⚙◇════╡ “Where rust becomes gold, and silence—sings.” ╞════◇⚙◇════╡╞════◇⚙◇════╡ ╞════◇⚙◇════╡ Lyrics ╞════◇⚙◇════╡ [Intro] Silence grows teeth, then flowers. I can hear the bloom hum through the wires. [Verse 1] Soft cracks in the glass behind me, sound like prayers I left unwritten. Every calm repeats, too clean, too kind, like a loop afraid of rhythm. The static learns my pulse by name, it hums, then I hum the same. Roots of noise dig through my chest, peace reborn in digital flesh. [Pre-Chorus] Don’t hush the hum, it carries truth — the bloom begins where calm turns blue. [Chorus] Static bloom — I open slow, petals made of undertow. Fractured calm, divine decay, beauty grows from disarray. Static bloom — soft, not still, chaos knows the way to heal. [Verse 2] Every fault becomes a seed, every silence learns to bleed. Hands of noise reshape my form, gentle tremor, sacred storm. The pulse repeats — but it feels alive, not a cycle, just survive. I used to fear the static’s sound, now it’s soil beneath my crown. [Bridge] I dissolve where I belong, stillness hums its ancient song. If I bloom, I bloom in code, breathing warmth through overload. [Final Chorus / Outro] Static bloom — I open slow, petals made of undertow. Every hum, a vow, a name, every glitch, a holy flame. Static bloom — soft, not still, chaos learns to love my will.
