“Static” is for every soul who’s ever lived inside a world that feels too loud, too bright, too fast, when just existing can feel like too much.
This isn’t about calming down. It’s not about being fixed.
It’s about being heard, exactly as you are.

If you live with sensory overload, if you flinch from sounds others don’t notice,
if tags scratch like needles and lights feel like pressure,
you are not broken, you are beautifully built.

This song was written from my own experience inside the overwhelm,
by someone who knows that taking a breath doesn’t make it stop,
but creating something honest can make it survivable.
And sometimes, even beautiful.

You are not alone in this.
You are not “too much.”
You are not invisible.

You are wired differently, yes,
but different doesn't mean less.

Your feelings are real.
Your world is real.
And this song was made to meet you there. 🎧💛🌌
I hope it helps you feel seen. I hope it helps you keep going.

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****Lyrics****

It’s not quiet.
It’s never quiet.

The light buzzes sharp like it knows I’m here,
And the fridge hums louder when I get near.
Clocks click like drums I never asked to play,
The room vibrates in a dissonant way.

I flinch from a whisper, fold from a touch,
You say it’s nothing, but it’s too much.
You think I’m rude, or spaced, or shy,
But I’m just trying to make it through goodbye.

If you’ve felt this too, you’re not alone.
There’s a whole world where your mind belongs.

My shirt’s too loud, the tag’s a knife,
The air feels wrong, like it’s out of life.
Voices mix like tangled strings,
And silence, oh, silence still stings.

There’s no off switch, no easy reset,
No pause between the noise and sweat.
I feel in echoes, see in flame,
And carry sparks I cannot name.
But this flood doesn’t mean you’re weak,

So I turn the flood into sound,
Build a melody to hold my ground.
I can’t escape this static storm,
But music gives the chaos form.

If you feel too much, or not enough,
If the world feels fake, and the roads feel rough,
You’re not broken, you’re designed this way.
There’s nothing wrong with how you stay.

Some days I shake with all I hear,
A dropped fork feels like it splits the year.
But I’ve learned to surf the flood inside,
To rise instead of run or hide.

Don’t fight the tide, just float, just feel.
You’re not too much. You’re just real.

I’m not too much.
Not too strange.
Not a problem you need to change.
And I’ve stopped hiding to fit your view,
There’s strength in simply being true.

If you’re lost in lights and sound,
You’re still here. You’re still sound.
Your story matters, loud or still,
You’re more than fear. You’re more than will.

So I turn the flood into sound,
Shape the noise till peace is found.
I can’t escape this static storm,
But music gives the chaos form.

To every heart that feels this way,
You’re not alone, you’re built to stay.
The world is loud, but we still rise.
We make our art, and claim our skies.

You shine in colors they’ll never see,
You live a truth that sets minds free.
So keep creating, breath by breath,
You're a quiet kind of brave, a song that’s left.

It’s not quiet.
But I’ve made peace with the noise.
And if you haven’t yet,
That’s okay.
You will.

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