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]

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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]

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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]

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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]

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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!]

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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]

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[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!]

Falling Past The Sky (Clean)

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Falling Past The Sky (Clean)

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