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Static In My Head (12)

__NEON TEARDROPS__ (1)


We built our fences, brick by beat,  
talked too loud on borrowed streets.  
Your song still breathes through midnight thin,  
a ghost of what we’ve never been.  

We drew our lines on shifting ground,  
truths collide without a sound.  
Two hearts retreat, too worn to fight,  
lost in echoes, out of sight.  

You said “mine,” I whispered “ours,”  
throwing glass and faded flowers.  
We spoke in sparks that couldn’t stay,  
love too proud to drift away.  

These quiet divides still hum and breathe,  
every crack’s where we used to be.  
You’re not my foe, just close and clear,  
the louder the hate, the sharper the fear.  

You call me noise, I call you pride,  
both too scared to step aside.  
Dreams divide where truths align,  
shaking where your pulse meets mine.  

Your shadow moves inside my light,  
we share the dark, still claim our right.  
A war of mirrors, face to face,  
each reflection begs for grace.  

You steal my rhythm, I take your rhyme,  
still caught inside borrowed time.  
Pain ricochets through every wire,  
still warm from the same old fire.  

Maybe the border’s not steel or stone,  
maybe it’s fear we call our own.  
If I call your name, will you call mine,  
or build your peace one brick at a time?  

These quiet divides begin to fade,  
no kings to serve, no debts to trade.  
Let the noise become our song,  
two wrong hearts still beating strong.  

We’re neighbors in a world so small,  
no gods, no crowns  just walls that fall.

🎶 “Quiet Divide” 🎶  
Ava Hart drifts between tension and tenderness  her falsetto gliding through R&B warmth and pop clarity.  
Each phrase breathes like confession, where rhythm meets reflection and melody melts the walls between us.  
Wordless yet deeply human, it’s emotion sung in tone, not speech.  


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