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Static Crawling Up my Arms

This was originally named Press Play Again. This is basically an escape from the world through music which I think a lot of people do? Music is a form of emotion after all. The static crawling up my arms Speakers hum before the hit Alarm clock yelling like a debt collector Floor’s cold, rent’s due, head’s a wreck Coffee tastes like rust and effort Every promise comes with fine-print threats Street outside keeps time with sirens Same loop, same damn frame I plug in just to stop the spiraling Let the kick drum say my name When the walls start leaning closer And my breath won’t keep its pace I don’t need a clean confession I just need a louder bass Turn it up till the room gives way Let the noise carry what I can’t say If the world keeps cutting me raw I’ll hide in the rhythm, bruised but awake No saving grace, no easy lane Just static in my veins I stay alive inside the sound When everything outside’s the same Oh Inside the sound Boss talks fast about devotion Clock keeps laughing at my spine Bills stacked high like bad decisions All demanding borrowed time Friends scroll past in better versions Smiles cropped clean, pain unseen I don’t fit that polished surface I fit between the kick and scream When the air feels overpriced And hope comes with a fee I don’t need a clean horizon I need the beat to bleed Turn it up till the room gives way Let the noise carry what I can’t say If the world keeps cutting me raw I’ll hide in the rhythm, bruised but awake No saving grace, no easy lane Just static in my veins I stay alive inside the sound When everything outside’s the same Heartbeat locked to a sub-bass line Hands shake but the tempo’s mine I know this doesn’t fix the damage Doesn’t pay what I still owe But for three minutes I’m not managed I’m not owned, I’m not below Every scar turns into signal Every doubt gets rearranged I don’t vanish, I get digital Pain converts to something I can take Count it in, don’t let it fade Turn it up till the room gives way Let the noise carry what I can’t say If the world keeps cutting me raw I’ll hide in the rhythm, bruised but awake No saving grace, no easy lane Just static in my veins I stay alive inside the sound When the track ends, I’ll still be here But right now, press play again