Static shakes the speakers like a wind in the dark,We build it all up for a sudden spark.You say that you’ll wait, keeping ten toes down,Running through the shadows of a quiet town.Catch a feeling right now, let the music breathe out,No time for the stress, just the beat and the shout.It’s a heavy, intense, energetic fix Just a final, chaotic race with the past.
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Jun 3, 2026 at 10:23 PM UTC
Static shakes the speakers like a wind in the dark,We build it all up for a sudden spark.You say that you’ll wait, keeping ten toes down,Running through the shadows of a quiet town.Catch a feeling right now, let the music breathe out,No time for the stress, just the beat and the shout.It’s a heavy, intense, energetic fix Just a final, chaotic race with the past.
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