[Verse] The pavement’s cracked like my face in the mirror Lines run deep—don’t know who I was Dust in my lungs choking out my tomorrow Hands are empty nothing to hold
[Chorus] Broken strings can’t sing no more Knuckles bleeding pounding on a locked door What’s the point of it all—tell me why I’m screaming at a god who won’t reply
[Verse 2] Shadows stretch long in this one-light town Ghosts of my youth follow me around The clock ticks slow but it’s still too fast Every second’s a punch dragging up my past
[Prechorus] Can you hear it breaking This life I’m faking
[Chorus] Broken strings can’t sing no more Knuckles bleeding pounding on a locked door What’s the point of it all—tell me why I’m screaming at a god who won’t reply
[Bridge] A fire in my chest burns black not red Ashes in my throat from words unsaid Every scar’s a map but it leads to nowhere I run in circles—no one cares
Estilo de música
rock, with quiet verses exploding into intense, raw, emotional edge. the arrangement leans on dynamic shifts, rock ballad, ballad, raw instrumentation with distorted guitars and heavy drums. male vocals with a raspy, gritty, crashing choruses.