Coming Up From Under 2 by Andrew

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Coming Up From Under 2

Usa Rock Style,Neutral Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Hands shake on the subway rail, lights smear into white,
Ticket crumpled in my fist, the station hums like fright.
Mouth dry, the ceiling sways — my name tastes like sand,
I press my shoulder to the wall and plan the next inhale.
[Pre-Chorus]
Counting heartbeats, holding the line,
Don't let the dark steal all the time.
[Chorus]
Shadows in the light — I won't sink tonight,
They pull my breath — I pull it back and fight.
Through thunder in the chest, I learn to stand again,
Break the surface, hit the air — I'm coming up from under.
[Verse 2]
Cold coffee on the dashboard, clock hands skip and stare,
Hands on the steering wheel, the world tilts in my chair.
Thoughts race like trains that never stop, graffiti in my head,
I trace the letters of a calm I haven't yet said.
[Pre-Chorus]
Counting heartbeats, holding the line,
Don't let the dark steal all the time.
[Chorus]
Shadows in the light — I won't sink tonight,
They pull my breath — I pull it back and fight.
Through thunder in the chest, I learn to stand again,
Break the surface, hit the air — I'm coming up from under.
[Bridge]
I froze at a doorway, phone face down on the floor,
Missed the small hello that used to mean something more.
I let the panic name me for a while, it's true,
Then whispered steady rules — breathe in four, breathe out two.
I stood on shaking knees and put one foot in the street,
Found rhythm in the chaos, found my voice beneath the beat.
[Chorus — Lifted]
Shadows in the light — I won't sink tonight,
They pull my breath — I pull it back and fight.
Through thunder in the chest, I learn to stand again,
Break the surface, hit the air — I'm coming up from under.
[Chorus — Final / Gang Vocals]
Shadows in the light — we won't sink tonight! (we won't sink tonight)
They pull our breath — we pull it back and fight! (pull it back and fight)
Through thunder and the ache, we learn to stand again,
Break the surface, hit the air — we're coming up from under.
[Outro]
When morning comes the outlines change — I stay, I breathe, I break the haze.
The station noise becomes a pulse; the world rewrites its page.
I keep my hand on the rail — one step, one steady day.