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Aged Beyond Decay - Drowning the Calm

"Drowning the Calm" is a powerful depiction of social anxiety and sensory overload, weaving vivid imagery into a haunting alternative rock track. The song captures the overwhelming chaos of gatherings—where voices blur, lights flicker, and every sound feels amplified—contrasting the external noise with the internal hum of tension. With evocative lyrics and a building intensity, it portrays the isolating struggle of navigating overstimulation, culminating in a fleeting moment of quiet where the echoes of strain still linger. 🌪️🎶 🎶 Listen to "Drowning the Calm" and immerse yourself in its visceral portrayal of anxiety. 🌌✨ #DrowningTheCalm #SocialAnxiety #SensoryOverload #MentalHealth #EmotionalRock #PowerfulLyrics #AlternativeRock #InnerTension #Overstimulation #HauntingMelody #RelatableMusic #MusicalStorytelling 🎧 Explore more music by Aged Beyond Decay on your favourite platform: ► Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0lNgi... ► Apple Music:   / abd   ► Amazon Music: https://music.amazon.co.uk/artists/B0... ► Deezer: https://www.deezer.com/en/artist/2856... ► YouTube Music:    / aged beyond decay - topic   Explore more at https://linktr.ee/AgedBeyondDecay Follow Aged Beyond Decay on social media: Instagram:   / agedbeyonddecay   Facebook:   / agedbeyonddecay   Twitter:   / agedbeyonddecay   TikTok:   / agedbeyonddecay   If you enjoyed this content, please give it a thumbs up, share your thoughts in the comments, and subscribe for more music from ABD! This song was created with AI assistance from Udio to help enhance creativity and production. #AgedBeyondDecay #ABD #ABDMusic #AIGeneratedMusic #ArtificialIntelligence #MusicProduction #AIMusic #MachineLearningMusic #Udio Lyrics: The room spins sharp and loud, Each step a fragile quake. The air feels tight, it bends, Like glass that starts to break. A hum beneath the skin, It drowns the calm within. The voices blur to sound, A swarm that claws the ear. Each gaze a spotlight burns, Unmasking every fear. A hum beneath the skin, It drowns the calm within. The table stretches far, Each clink a sharpened tone. The crowd becomes a blur, And I am left alone. A hum beneath the skin, It drowns the calm within. The bells won’t let me breathe, Their chime a cutting blade. The exits fade to black, The rules already made. The storm begins to build, A prison noise has laid. The echoes dim to gray, Their shadows still remain. The silence finds me whole, And washes out the strain.