The Language of Static

[Verse 1]

The sky hums in electric blue,

The sidewalks melt like candle wax.

People speak in twisted loops,

Their voices slip through crooked cracks.

[Pre-Chorus]

A clock with no hands keeps on ticking,

A shadow that moves when I stay still.

Every sentence bends and flickers,

Like neon signs against my will.

[Chorus]

I don’t know a thing, I can’t explain,

The world is a script I can’t translate.

Letters melt, dissolve like rain,

Every word just drifts away.

[Verse 2]

Streetlights blink like haunted eyes,

The ground breathes slow beneath my feet.

I ask a name, they give me silence,

A laugh that loops but won’t repeat.

[Pre-Chorus]

Glass doors lead to nowhere places,

Reflections talk but don’t make sense.

A man with mirrors for a face says,

"It’s all routine, don’t take offense."

[Chorus]

I don’t know a thing, I can’t explain,

The world is a script I can’t translate.

Letters melt, dissolve like rain,

Every word just drifts away.

[Bridge]

If I wake up, will it matter?

Or is this dream the only truth?

Would I find a voice to shatter

All these painted paper moons?

[Outro]

I walk through streets that breathe in silence,

Their whispers curl like burning pages.

A world of static, lost in patterns,

A ghost who never learns the language.