Drowning

(Verse 1) I carved my name into the static, Bleeding out the silence, cold and black. The signal dies, the frequency’s fractured, We’re lost in the noise, we’re coming back. I used to pray to the empty sockets, Now I scream at the godless screen. We built this world from broken promises, And watched it all dissolve in green. (Pre-Chorus) Can you hear it? The circuit’s burning. Can you feel it? The ground is turning. We are the echo of a dying star, Tearing ourselves apart. (Chorus) We’re the wreckage in the undertow, Swallowed whole by the undertone. Don’t tell me we can fix what’s broken, We were never meant to be whole. I’ll burn this city down to find a spark, Even if it means I’ll go dark. We’re the wreckage in the undertow, Drowning in the undertone. (Verse 2) They sold us dreams in binary code, Promised us light, delivered the void. My veins are wired with synthetic sorrow, This synthetic love is overplayed and destroyed. I don’t need a savior, I need a detonator, A single pulse to reset the pain. We’re not the heroes of this corrupted narrative, We’re just the echoes in the rain. (Pre-Chorus) Can you hear it? The circuit’s burning. Can you feel it? The ground is turning. We are the echo of a dying star, Tearing ourselves apart. (Chorus) We’re the wreckage in the undertow, Swallowed whole by the undertone. Don’t tell me we can fix what’s broken, We were never meant to be whole. I’ll burn this city down to find a spark, Even if it means I’ll go dark. We’re the wreckage in the undertow, Drowning in the undertone. (Bridge) Break the signal, break the chain, Let the static erase our names. No more masks, no more disguise, Just the truth behind these deadened eyes. Break the signal, break the code, We are the storm, we are the load. (Guitar Solo / Breakdown Section) (Instrumental intensity builds, heavy distortion, rhythmic breakdown, then sudden drop) (Final Chorus) We’re the wreckage in the undertow, Swallowed whole by the undertone. Don’t tell me we can fix what’s broken, We were never meant to be whole. I’ll burn this city down to find a spark, Even if it means I’ll go dark. We’re the wreckage in the undertow, Drowning in the undertone. (Outro) Drowning… In the undertone… We were never meant to be whole… Never meant to be…