Break the Static

Static in my veins. Pressure in my brain. I can't escape.

I can't escape. Another day, another scar beneath the skin. I keep it

locked, but it's tearing me from within. Voices in the dark say I'll

never win. But I sharpen every doubt, load them like a sin.

Concrete walls where my hope used to run. Heavy like a shadow of the

man I've become. Silence is a weapon and I'm holding the gun. Ticka,

ticka, boom. Nowhere left to run. Can you hear

me breathing? Can you feel me bleeding? I'm fighting for a reason