[Verse 1: Female]
I keep my windows shut — the city sleeps on my tongue.
Fractured clocks bleed silver onto my palm.
Rooms with no doors; streetlights hum like old radios.
Mouths move across a screen — my throat folds closed.
I watch my pulse count church bells — it never rings aloud.
I tremble a vowel until it breaks: Aaaaaah!
[Pre-Chorus: Female]
Glass-eyed faces, laughter like rain on a roof —
I want to answer but the key is gone.
[Chorus: Female & Male]
Shadows whisper, lights collide,
Falling pieces I can't hide.
I press my cheek to the static sky —
Search for a seam to slip inside.
[Verse 2: Male]
I kick at mirrors — watch the glass splinter slow.
Knuckles take syllables, spit them on the floor.
Anxiety—tight wire, a snapped string in my chest.
Anger punches the clock — time bleeds in short, sharp breaths.
I snap a laugh; it fractures into a blade.
[Pre-Chorus: Male]
Echoes ricochet — I answer with a growl,
But hands are reaching, crude and honest.
[Chorus (Variation 1): Female & Male]
Shadows whisper, lights collide,
Falling pieces we can't hide.
You press your palm to the radio —
I hear the static say: come inside.
[Bridge: Female]
At parties the bulbs are small suns — mouths move like puppets.
My voice hides in my sleeve, folded into the pattern.
I trace the teeth of subway maps with a shaking pen.
Silent—so loud I could drown in my own hush.
[Bridge: Male — jagged]
I bite the air — taste the fury: metal and rain.
I want to shout the walls down. I want to rip the sky.
Anger snaps like twigs — I gather a bonfire of small wars.
[Duet Breakdown — discordant / punk blast]
(Female — whispered) Can you see the doors I never built?
(Male — spit/shout) BUILD THEM. SMASH. NOW.
(Spoken, male over feedback-laced synth) The room has no doors; it hums, it hums — open it.
(Female — long, Ado-like vowel stretch) Hee-eelp!
(Male — screamed) BREAK!
[Bridge 2 — Quiet to Loud]
(Female, soft) Social lights — mouths like clocks; my name tastes like old coins.
(Male, clipped) I kick the name back. I want it to mean something that doesn't hurt.
[Chorus (Variation 2): Female & Male — fuller, conflicted]
Shadows whisper, lights conspire,
Some pieces glow, some pieces tire.
We bind the noise with trembling wire —
A ragged map to learn the fire.
[Post-Chorus / Tag — duet]
(Female) I am trying to say—
(Male) —hold a shard, breathe it slow.
(Female) I am trying to stay—
(Male) —don't let the static win the floor.
[Final Chorus: Female & Male — cathartic]
Shadows whisper, lights collide,
Falling pieces we won't hide.
We braid the static into tide —
A crooked life, a repaired light.
[Outro: Female & Male — tired, hopeful]
In rooms that used to be sealed and small,
We find one cracked window, throw open the wall.
Quiet hands, loud hearts — we ask for maps.
You and I — small explosions toward the stars.
[Production Notes:]
- Dynamic contrast: very sparse, drone-backed verses (synth hum, single jagged guitar), explosive punk choruses with jagged guitar tone
