Lyric

The air weighs more than it should

Steps hit the ground

But it doesn't carry you forward

Colors fade for no reason

As if the world is holding its breath

Voices echo from afar

But no one calls your name

Your hand still writes

Your mouth forms the right words

But inside only a hollow beat echoes

You walk through the rooms

Not noticing the doors

Your skin tightens as if waiting for a beat

Your muscles carry a tension

You don't remember the beginning

The air tastes like metal

Up to your lungs

Even the silence

Presses harder than before

From the outside

Nothing seems broken

But deep inside

Small cracks creep outwards

Drawing a map of surrender

That only you can read

And yet you keep moving

Because if you stopped

The cracks would start to speak