VERSE ONE Streetlights blur across my skin. Rain drops hum like quiet sin. I feel the world start caving in. Still pretend it’s discipline. You said breathe and let it slow. Truth hits harder when it’s low. I keep breaking in the glow. Trying not to let it show. ⸻ PRE CHORUS — soft glitch rise You tell me healing starts with fall. Let the fractures say it all. ⸻ CHORUS — fragile but neon bright I am falling into blue static. Warm and cold and problematic. Every thought a cinematic. Every heartbeat automatic. Blue static pulling me down slow. Mixing highs with undertow. Letting all the fractures show. Letting neon overflow. ⸻ VERSE TWO I watch reflections lose their shape. Night keeps shifting out of tape. Every truth I try escapes. Every moment feels like drape. You whisper I am not alone. Even when I turn to stone. Still you chase the undertone. Still you call me toward the known. ⸻ PRE CHORUS — deeper drift You say darkness helps define. Where the light begins to shine. ⸻ CHORUS — fuller, heavier I am falling into blue static. Heart rewiring automatic. Pain and beauty blend thematic. Feeling almost too emphatic. Blue static humming through my chest. Breaking rhythm, breaking rest. Tearing down what I suppressed. Leaving pieces I addressed. ⸻ BRIDGE — neon float Hold my hands inside the haze. Tell me nights come in waves. Let the silence fill the maze. Let the static heal in phase. ⸻ FINAL CHORUS — cinematic collapse I am falling into blue static. Crash and calm in one dramatic. Every bruise becomes symbolic. Every breath still problematic. Blue static glowing like a sign. Painting sorrow into shine. Letting breakage realign. Turning ruin into line. OUTRO Blue Static. Still warm.
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