Dead Air Carousel by slaveofspades ...---... Static in the marrow Biting at my skin Echoes of the shallow Trying to pull me in You talk in empty spirals Words with paper weight Circling the nothing Starving for a taste But I won’t bite the surface Won’t swim that shallow grave Your noise is all performance A hollow masquerade Every line you spin is a cage Every thought you fake is a stage I feel the pressure bend but I won’t engage I won’t drown in dead air I won’t chase your echo’s ghost Your plastic conversations Fade the moment you get close I’ve got more fire in silence Than your static ever shows And I refuse to feed the demons Of the shallow that you chose You drag the room to zero With every empty grin Pretending depth is danger Afraid of truth within Your voice is just a vortex A vacuum pulling down I slip the grip, go weightless And let your chatter drown Every shallow spark is a drain Every hollow parrot refrain I feel the current twist but I won’t explain I won’t drown in dead air I won’t chase your echo’s ghost Your plastic conversations Crack the moment you get close I’ve got more light in stillness Than your noise will ever know And I refuse to be the martyr For the hollow you control If truth is a burden carry it If depth is a danger bury it But don’t drag me Into the hollow Where your words Devour tomorrow I won’t drown in dead air I won’t breathe the shallow flow Your orbit’s made of nothing And I choose to let it go I’ve got thunder in the quiet And a pulse you’ll never know I walk away in silence Watch the dead air lose control Static in the marrow… But it isn’t mine.
