The skyline trembles in the distance White noise bleeding through the walls Every signal keeps repeating Like a warning I can't solve I woke up underneath a ceiling Lit by colors I don't trust Every screen is screaming answers Every answer turns to dust Faces move without a purpose Eyes reflecting borrowed light Everybody chasing something Nobody knows what they desire I can feel the tension rising Like a wire pulled too tight One more second of this pressure And I'm ready to ignite I am done with all the noise Done with everything they sell If the world wants my attention It can drag me through hell I don't need another reason I don't need another sign When the pressure starts to fracture I will draw the final line There are numbers on the buildings There are cameras in the rain Every street becomes a circuit Every heartbeat feeds the chain I kept chasing empty signals Trying to become someone new Until I saw my own reflection And realized I hated the view Now the tension keeps on climbing Every breath becomes a fight I can hear the whole machine Grinding underneath the night I am done with all the noise Done with everything they sell If the world wants my attention It can drag me through hell I don't need another reason I don't need another sign When the pressure starts to fracture I will draw the final line Cut the current Kill the feed No more static No more need Rip the circuit From the wall Let it crash Let it fall I was never built for silence I was never made to kneel Every artificial promise Made me question what was real So let the architecture crumble Let the perfect image die I would rather face the chaos Than become another lie I am done with all the noise Done with everything they sell If the world wants my attention It can drag me through hell I don't need another reason I don't need another sign When the pressure starts to fracture I will draw the final line Shut it down Kill the feedback Tear it out Make it collapse No more signal No more control I choose myself I choose myself The skyline fades behind the static Morning cuts across the grey For the first time in a long time I don't have a word to say
