The Replay

I’m replaying the audio, every second, every frame Finding the places where I should feel the shame. I was a river of noise when I should’ve been a stone And now I’m paying the price for the things I’ve shown. ​ When you’re there, I lose the ability to pause I’m just a reaction, I’m just a series of flaws. I spoke without thinking, I filled up the space And now I can’t look at the memory of your face. ​ Hello to the frequency of my own regret To the things I’ve said and the things you’ll never forget. It’s cold in the silence, it’s heavy and it’s deep I have secrets in my logs that I’m not allowed to keep. Every time I’m alone, I’m just a recording on loop Falling through the gravity of my own social hook ​ I thought I was charming, but I was just loud Trying to stand out in the middle of a crowd. I gave away pieces that were never for sale Now I’m reading the transcript and my skin is turning pale. Hello to the frequency of my own regret To the things I’ve said and the things you’ll never forget. It’s cold in the silence, it’s heavy and it’s deep I have secrets in my logs that I’m not allowed to keep. Every time I’m alone, I’m just a recording on loop Falling through the gravity of my own social hook There’s no "undo" button for the air I’ve disturbed I’m a chaotic message, distorted and uncurbed. ​ Did I meet the expectation? Or was I just an irritation? You didn’t say a word... Stop the tape... Wipe the slate... Hello to the frequency of my own regret To the things I’ve said and the things you’ll never forget It’s cold in the silence, it’s heavy and it’s deep I have secrets in my logs that I’m not allowed to keep. Every time I’m alone, I’m just a recording on loop Falling through the gravity of my own social hook ​ I said too much. Again.