45

[Verse 1] Neon bleeding through the glass Minutes blurring, hours pass The room is tilting 45 Just to feel like I’m alive One more round, the spirit burns The world is crashing as it turns I’m the pilot of this wreck With a heavy chain around my neck [Pre-Chorus] (Vocal starts to glitch and echo) Gravity is losing grip Watch the horizon start to slip Systems red, the engines scream Caught inside a digital dream [Chorus] I’m flying blind in the middle of the night Drowning in the strobe, losing every light The floor is the sky and the walls are the wings I’m addicted to the chaos that the static brings The air is thin, the pulse is high I’m tracing lightning in the sky No flight plan, no place to land Just the bottle in my hand Static hissing in my ears Washing out the ghosts and fears I’m a ghost inside the wire Setting every nerve on fire [Bridge] (Music drops out to a low, humming drone) Mayday, mayday... do you copy? (Whispered) The signal’s gone. I’m not coming down. I’m flying blind in the middle of the night Drowning in the strobe, losing every light The floor is the sky and the walls are the wings I’m addicted to the chaos that the static brings [Verse 1] Neon bleeding through the glass Minutes blurring, hours pass The room is tilting 45 Just to feel like I’m alive One more round, the spirit burns The world is crashing as it turns I’m the pilot of this wreck With a heavy chain around my neck [Pre-Chorus] (Vocal starts to glitch and echo) Gravity is losing grip Watch the horizon start to slip Systems red, the engines scream Caught inside a digital dream [Chorus] I’m flying blind in the middle of the night Drowning in the strobe, losing every light The floor is the sky and the walls are the wings I’m addicted to the chaos that the static brings (Drop: Hard-hitting kick drums and aggressive, "stutter" synths) [Verse 2] The air is thin, the pulse is high I’m tracing lightning in the sky No flight plan, no place to land Just the bottle in my hand Static hissing in my ears Washing out the ghosts and fears I’m a ghost inside the wire Setting every nerve on fire [Bridge] (Music drops out to a low, humming drone) Mayday, mayday... do you copy? (Whispered) The signal’s gone. I’m not coming down. (Beat builds rapidly—snare rolls intensifying) [Chorus] I’m flying blind in the middle of the night Drowning in the strobe, losing every light The floor is the sky and the walls are the wings I’m addicted to the chaos that the static brings