Neon Ruins & Gasoline Heart

Lyrics

(Tempo: 140 BPM, driving and aggressive) (Instrumentation: Distorted, fuzzy bass guitar starts solo, heavy, rhythmic, palm-muted, driving the track forward like a heartbeat on a highway at 3 AM. Drums kick in: hard, punchy, industrial-pop beat.) ​(Verse 1) (Bass-heavy, bassline weaving a serpentine melody) The ceiling fan is cutting up the shadows in the room I’m sweeping up the pieces of a life that left too soon Yeah, grief is just a tenant that refuses to move out It’s a hollow-chested echo, it’s a soul-dissecting doubt Tore the floorboards up, watched the foundation turn to dust Left with nothing but the iron taste of memory and rust Everything I built, yeah, it’s scattered on the floor But I’m gripping on the handle of a locked and bolted door. ​(Pre-Chorus) (Music builds, layering screeching, melodic alt-guitar feedback over the heavy bass) And the void is a canyon, and the void is a sea And it’s trying to swallow the rest of me But I’m digging in my heels, yeah, I’m biting on the wire I’m turning all this ash into a funeral pyre. ​(Chorus) (Full volume, maximum grunge-punk distortion, bass is driving and fuzzy, high energy) So turn the volume up, let the midnight bass collide With the ghost of every loss, with the hole I tried to hide It’s a bubblegum anthem for the wreck of a heart Yeah, we’re tearing it down just to learn how to start With a laugh in the dark, with a hand held tight We’re painting the ruins in the dead of the night Grief is the anchor, but love is the sail We’re beautiful disasters, we’re destined to fail. ​(Verse 2) (Bass becomes melodic, pulsing against a cleaner, biting rhythm guitar) I’m filling up the silence with the sound of someone’s name Stitching up the skin, yeah, playing a different kind of game It’s the grace of a friendship, it’s the warmth of a ghost It’s raising up a glass to the things that we lost the most Finding peace in the wreckage, finding harmony in pain Learning how to dance inside the middle of the rain It’s messy and it’s jagged and it’s dripping with the truth It’s the wisdom of the broken replacing the ignorance of youth. ​(Verse 3) (Bass is low and menacing, vocal delivery is strained, almost whispered) I’ve got the fingerprints of ghosts pressed deep into my spine Tracing maps of every scar that I decided to call mine It’s not a healing, it’s a hardening, a callus on the soul The price you pay for staying when you’ve lost all self-control You stare into the mirror and the face is someone new A scavenger of sunlight, yeah, a soldier of the blue I’m carving out a kingdom from the scraps I couldn’t burn Trying to memorize the lessons that I didn’t want to learn. ​(Verse 4) (Music intensifies, bass becomes faster, more frantic and rhythmic) They told me it gets easier, they lied to get me through There’s no "moving on," there’s only what you’re willing to do You carry it like gravel in the bottom of your shoes It’s a rhythm of the hollow, it’s the king of all the blues But I found a kind of freedom in the bottom of the pit When you’ve lost the final safety net, you finally learn to quit Trying to be perfect, trying to be whole I’m a jagged, broken instrument—I’m rock and roll. ​(Bridge) (Music drops to just the heavy, driving bass and a rhythmic, pounding kick drum) Rebuild. (Bass pulse) Break down. (Bass pulse) Rebuild. (Bass pulse) Don’t look down. The void isn't empty, it's a space waiting for light So hold on to the laughter, hold on to the spite Of surviving the carnage, of walking the line Yeah, the soul-ripping destruction turned out to be fine. ​(Verse 5) (Bass drops to a steady, pounding, "midnight driving" pulse; guitars are thick and fuzzy) And the laughter is the heaviest, it’s sharp as broken glass When you share a joke with someone who is never meant to last But we pull each other upward from the mud and from the silt We’re finding holy meaning in the wreckage that we built I remember how they sounded, the way they used to move Now I’m turning all that sorrow into something I can prove That love is an act of war against the entropy of time A radical, defiance, a desperate, gritty rhyme. ​(Verse 6) (Music builds to a wall of sound; heavy, distorted bass-driven crescendo) So let the engine scream against the silence of the night We’re chasing down the dawn, we’re gonna burn it into light It’s soul-drenching destruction, yeah, it’s everything I knew But I’m standing in the center and I’m making it stay true With every breath a battle and every smile a scar I’m driving through the wreckage, yeah, I’m chasing down a star It’s raw, it’s thin, it’s ugly, but it’s real as it can be The harmony of living after everything left me. ​(Guitar/Bass Dual-Solo: High-energy, distorted, catchy, grunge-punk melodic chaos) ​(Chorus) (Maximum intensity, pop-punk energy, grunge-alt delivery) Turn the volume up, let the midnight bass collide With the ghost of every loss, with the hole I tried to hide It’s a bubblegum anthem for the wreck of a heart