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Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
Wires curled around my restless hands
Ghosts flicker on the window in static bands
Your echo swims inside my empty room
Soft as nightfall, heavy as perfume
I drift along the tangled lines
Where silence starts to taste like wine
Drag me down, let the beat fall sideways
Sleepy whispers lost in sideways hallways
We slide into the glitch, let it all remain
Counting constellations made of pain
There's only static in my veins
Your shoes are footprints on the cold mosaic floor
Messages unsent that I won't read anymore
I play our memories on tape so slow
Freeze the moment, never let it go
I drift along the tangled lines
Where silence starts to taste like wine
Drag me down, let the beat fall sideways
Sleepy whispers lost in sideways hallways
We slide into the glitch, let it all remain
Counting constellations made of pain
There's only static in my veins
If you hear these broken records turn
Know every scratch is just a lesson learned
Layers of us peeling, hidden underneath
Your name in faded stickers on my beat-up sheets
Drag me down, let the beat fall sideways
Sleepy whispers lost in sideways hallways
We slide into the glitch, let it all remain
Counting constellations made of pain
There's only static in my veinsLet the static sing me home tonight
In the hush, I fade beneath the light
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