The night hums low but not alive
The pulse we knew forgot to drive
The screams went dark, the wires cold
And silence feels like something old
You breathe in static, slow and deep
In dreams the circuits start to weep
The world unplugs, the ghosts ignite
We sleep without the light
In every heart there hums a line
Of code that fades with time
We sleep with our voltage
No signal in the veins
Our hearts once electric
Now hum forgotten names
We fade in slow motion Through memory and flame
Through memory and flame
We sleep with our voltage But still we dream the same
The city sighs beneath the dust Its engines drowning out our trust
We built our love from glass and code But even steel can erode
The neon
gods have lost their voice And silence feels like just one choice
Still in the dark we find a spark A pulse without remark
There's beauty where the circuits die In how the dark remembers why
Silence is a weapon If you become silent,
it doesn't mean that you are free
In your silence,
you are telling people you are mature
I'm at a point in my life where I don't even care anymore
Because I know I'm a good person,
but I can't force other people to see it
I'm okay with people thinking whatever they want to think about me
I'm okay with being misunderstood
I don't know what the story of my life will be
But it will never say that
I gave up
We sleep with our voltage The world hums out of tune
Still chasing lost signals
Beneath a broken moon
No light to decode this
No warmth left to claim
We sleep with our voltage But still we dream the same