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The final words were sharper than the bass frequency
A coded signal sent between the you and the me
We reached the edge of every lane we thought we had to roam
Now all the maps are blank and I am walking home alone
I replay moments frozen in a sterile, perfect frame
But the warmth is gone and only static whispers your name
The current pulls me out beneath the digital light
Gotta keep moving, gotta own this broken satellite
I'm caught up in the tempo of a future without us
Finding solace in the beat, turning fear into dust
Hear the pulse of the machine that mirrors my despair
A perfect, hollow rhythm floating in the midnight air
I cleared your image from the screen and archived the file
It felt like disconnecting from a necessary trial
The empty space you left behind is measured in the drums
A syncopated, steady beat of everything that comes
I try to focus on the road, the streetlights flash and blur
A cold and calculated end to what we were
The current pulls me out beneath the digital light
Gotta keep moving, gotta own this broken satellite
I'm caught up in the tempo of a future without us
Finding solace in the beat, turning fear into dust
Hear the pulse of the machine that mirrors my despair
A perfect, hollow rhythm floating in the midnight air
There's no turning back the clock or patching up the source
We're riding separate waves on an irreversible course
I'll let the rhythm take control and burn away the shame
Until the memory is nothing but a distant flame
The current pulls me out beneath the digital light
Gotta keep moving, gotta own this broken satellite
I'm caught up in the tempo of a future without us
Finding solace in the beat, turning fear into dust
Hear the pulse of the machine that mirrors my despair
A perfect, hollow rhythm floating in the midnight air