Falling Past The Sky

A song about being high and falling past the sky. lyrics: [Intro] [Yeah, uh] Echoes crawl across the ceiling of my room [room, yeah] Heartstrings hum a requiem in tune [mmm] Gravity forgets my name, I drift in fumes [drift, yeah] Falling past the sky, chasing what I once assumed [woo, yeah] --- Fighting demons stitched inside my veins [inside my veins, uh] Laugh through thunder just to drown the pain [the pain, yeah] They say “time will heal,” but clocks just stare [just stare, ooh] Counting every second that I disappear in air [in air, yeah, yeah] --- Smiles like porcelain—crack with the sound of applause [applause, huh] Paranoia painting halos where the flaws are laws [laws, ayy] Dreams in Morse code tapping on the glass [on the glass, yeah] Translating silence as the moments pass [pass, uh-huh] Demons in the corner keep writing my fate [my fate, yeah] They hum in rhythms that my pulse creates [uh, creates] Whisper in static, calling me home [home, home] But I fight ‘em off with a microphone [fight ‘em off, woo!] Ghosts in my messages flicker and fade [fade, yeah] Love prerecorded, perfectly staged [staged, uh] Every compliment a counterfeit parade [yeah, parade] I dance in the ashes of the role I played [role I played, ayy] --- Fighting demons stitched inside my veins [inside my veins, yeah] Laugh through thunder just to drown the pain [the pain, uh] They say “time will heal,” but clocks just stare [they stare, yeah] Counting every second that I disappear in air [in air, mmm, yeah] --- My thoughts orbit planets made of static snow [snow, yeah] Signal lost between the highs and lows [highs and lows, ayy] Anxiety speaks in radio code [radio, uh] Broadcasts my doubts in surround-sound mode [mode, yeah] Demons keep testing my firewall [testing, uh] Tryna breach peace when I start to stall [stall, ayy] But I rewrite dreams till they feel real bright [bright, yeah] Turn fear into ink on a long dark night [dark night, woo!] Mirror language—truth in reverse Each reflection rehearses a curse [curse, uh] I wear composure like designer dirt [designer dirt, ayy] Tailored chaos underneath this shirt [this shirt, woo!] --- Fighting demons stitched inside my veins [inside my veins, yeah] Laugh through thunder just to drown the pain [the pain, uh] They say “time will heal,” but clocks just stare [they stare, yeah] Counting every second that I disappear in air [in air, mmm, yeah] --- [Outro] [Yeah, yeah] Falling past the sky, can’t find my wings [my wings, uh] If I land again, I’ll let it sing [let it sing, yeah] Dreams fade slow, but the truth still stings [still stings, ayy] Built from hurt, yet I bloom each spring [each spring, woo!]