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v4
@Ayman Ba
Fhhv
v4
@Ayman Ba
Lyrics
Blacktop burning under worn-out tires
City lights bleed but they never get higher
I carved your name in the hood of my life
Now the paint’s peeling, yeah I’m paying the price
Engine’s screaming but my head’s gone quiet
Same damn questions on infinite riot
Your ghost rides shotgun, won’t buckle the belt
Just laughs when I tell it how bad it felt
I’m done with the whiskey, done with the crowd
Only one thing left that still feels loud
TO THE MOON! I’m screaming at the fucking moon!
Sit by myself in this empty tomb
Every word ricochets back too soon
TO THE MOON! Talking to the goddamn moon!
You don’t answer – you just hang and glow
Cold white judge of everything I know
I’m still bleeding everything I owe
TO THE MOON! FUCKING TALK TO THE MOON!
Dashboard Jesus lost his plastic crown
Radio spitting nothing but static sound
I keep the volume maxed to drown the ache
But your silence cuts louder than anything they make
I threw every promise through a windshield crack
Watched ‘em shatter on the way back
Now I’m parked on this hill like some cliché prayer
Begging cold rock in the solar flare
No more apologies, no more alibis
Just me and the sky with bloodshot eyes
TO THE MOON! I’m screaming at the fucking moon!
Sit by myself in this empty tomb
Every word ricochets back too soon
TO THE MOON! Talking to the goddamn moon!
You don’t answer – you just hang and glow
Cold white judge of everything I know
I’m still bleeding everything I owe
TO THE MOON! FUCKING TALK TO THE MOON!
What do you want from me, huh?
What’s the fucking price tag on sorry?
I already sold my soul on layaway
And you still want more?
THEN TAKE IT!
TO THE MOON! WE’RE SCREAMING AT THE FUCKING MOON!
Whole damn planet fits inside this wound
Every heartbreak plays the same damn tune
TO THE MOON! TALKING TO THE GODDAMN MOON!
You don’t answer – you just stare and burn
Watched me crash and never even turned
But I’ll keep howling ‘til my lungs give in
TO THE MOON!
I’LL KEEP FUCKING TALKING TO THE MOON!
…talking to the moon…
…talking to the fucking moon…
Still here.
Still screaming.
City lights bleed but they never get higher
I carved your name in the hood of my life
Now the paint’s peeling, yeah I’m paying the price
Engine’s screaming but my head’s gone quiet
Same damn questions on infinite riot
Your ghost rides shotgun, won’t buckle the belt
Just laughs when I tell it how bad it felt
I’m done with the whiskey, done with the crowd
Only one thing left that still feels loud
TO THE MOON! I’m screaming at the fucking moon!
Sit by myself in this empty tomb
Every word ricochets back too soon
TO THE MOON! Talking to the goddamn moon!
You don’t answer – you just hang and glow
Cold white judge of everything I know
I’m still bleeding everything I owe
TO THE MOON! FUCKING TALK TO THE MOON!
Dashboard Jesus lost his plastic crown
Radio spitting nothing but static sound
I keep the volume maxed to drown the ache
But your silence cuts louder than anything they make
I threw every promise through a windshield crack
Watched ‘em shatter on the way back
Now I’m parked on this hill like some cliché prayer
Begging cold rock in the solar flare
No more apologies, no more alibis
Just me and the sky with bloodshot eyes
TO THE MOON! I’m screaming at the fucking moon!
Sit by myself in this empty tomb
Every word ricochets back too soon
TO THE MOON! Talking to the goddamn moon!
You don’t answer – you just hang and glow
Cold white judge of everything I know
I’m still bleeding everything I owe
TO THE MOON! FUCKING TALK TO THE MOON!
What do you want from me, huh?
What’s the fucking price tag on sorry?
I already sold my soul on layaway
And you still want more?
THEN TAKE IT!
TO THE MOON! WE’RE SCREAMING AT THE FUCKING MOON!
Whole damn planet fits inside this wound
Every heartbreak plays the same damn tune
TO THE MOON! TALKING TO THE GODDAMN MOON!
You don’t answer – you just stare and burn
Watched me crash and never even turned
But I’ll keep howling ‘til my lungs give in
TO THE MOON!
I’LL KEEP FUCKING TALKING TO THE MOON!
…talking to the moon…
…talking to the fucking moon…
Still here.
Still screaming.
Style of Music
Rock, Electronic Rock, Anger, Male Voice
