Lyrics
There’s a rhythm, but it’s wrong. Like I’ve been out of sync too long. Nothing spills, nothing moves. Everything’s clean, everything’s sharp. Like a knife with nothing to cut through. It’s a static hunger, wired in me. No face, no name, no identity. No identity. I got clean shoes, decent view. A fridge that looks like it’s proud of me. Got friends who laugh, got a bed that’s warm. Still something scratching underneath, I scroll past lives, I could almost live. Like I had choices I didn’t take. I keep reaching, I keep missing. Something I don’t understand. If this is enough, why am I starving? Why does the silence feel so loud? I keep chasing something, I can’t even picture. Through permanent, invisible doubts. How do I know, I’ve already found it... If I don’t know what it is? There’s a gap between the skin and soul. Where something leaks, but never flows. No signal where I am. No signal where I am. No signal where I am. If this is enough, why am I starving? Why does the silence feel so loud? I keep chasing something, I can’t even picture. Through permanent, invisible doubts. How do I know, I’ve already found it, If I don’t know what it is? No signal where I am. No signal where I am. No signal where I am!