Lyrics
Intro
Oh oh
Oh no
Yeah
Chorus
Staring at the ceiling while the speaker blows out
Waiting for the feeling but there is no doubt
The air is getting thinner in this crowded room
Everyone is singing but I see the doom
Party on a Friday but the soul is gone
Waiting for the sunset then I wait for dawn
Staring at the ceiling while the speaker blows out
Waiting for the feeling but there is no doubt
Verse 1
Small talk suffocating me
Cardboard cutouts for friends
I sit in silence
Watching how it ends
Soda going flat in a plastic cup
Laughter sounding fake so I give it up
Pre-Chorus
No heat
No heart
No pulse
I think I need to find the exit sign
Before I lose what’s left of my own mind
Chorus
Staring at the ceiling while the speaker blows out
Waiting for the feeling but there is no doubt
The air is getting thinner in this crowded room
Everyone is singing but I see the doom
Party on a Friday but the soul is gone
Waiting for the sunset then I wait for dawn
Staring at the ceiling while the speaker blows out
Waiting for the feeling but there is no doubt
Verse 2
Music spinning circles like a broken ride
Nobody is home on the inside
Blank faces
Wasted spaces
Checking every phone for a bit of life
Cutting through the boredom like a butter knife
Pre-Chorus
No heat
No heart
No pulse
I think I need to find the exit sign
Before I lose what’s left of my own mind
Chorus
Staring at the ceiling while the speaker blows out
Waiting for the feeling but there is no doubt
The air is getting thinner in this crowded room
Everyone is singing but I see the doom
Party on a Friday but the soul is gone
Waiting for the sunset then I wait for dawn
Staring at the ceiling while the speaker blows out
Waiting for the feeling but there is no doubt
Bridge
Maybe I am just the ghost here
Haunting all the empty conversation
Turning down the noise to hear myself
I am over it
Yeah I am over it
Chorus
Staring at the ceiling while the speaker blows out
Waiting for the feeling but there is no doubt
The air is getting thinner in this crowded room
Everyone is singing but I see the doom
Party on a Friday but the soul is gone
Waiting for the sunset then I wait for dawn
Staring at the ceiling while the speaker blows out
Waiting for the feeling but there is no doubt
Post-Chorus
Speaker blows out
Feeling no doubt
Soul is gone
Wait for dawn
(The vibe is dead)
(The vibe is dead)
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