Verse 1
Mama leaves the medicine beside the bed
Says the darkness keeps getting in my head
She tells me, “Baby, this will help you heal”
But what if hurting’s the only thing that feels real?
Because when I take them
Everybody’s words go blurry at the edges
Like the whole world’s underwater in my brain
I stop hearing every backhanded comment
Every smile laced with shame
Pre-Chorus
“You’re too loud”
“You’re too much”
“She’s exhausting after five minutes”
“You’d look prettier if you—”
The sentence cuts before they finish it
Chorus
Static in my head
Drowns out every cruel thing that they said
Turns the sharpness into white noise instead
But without it, I hear everything again
How I’m “pretty” but not pretty like those girls
How my body takes up too much room in this world
How my laugh’s embarrassing
How my heart feels wrong somehow
Static in my head
Makes me forget I’m too much for them now
Verse 2
I analyze every room I walk into
Every little laugh feels pointed like the truth
And maybe they don’t mean half the things I hear
But depression makes every whisper crystal clear
Mama says the meds are supposed to make me better
But better feels numb and fake
Like covering mirrors with a sheet
So I don’t have to see what everybody hates
Pre-Chorus
“You’re too sensitive”
“God, calm down”
“Why do you make everything awkward?”
I memorize the way they say it
Like bruises hidden under my skin
Chorus
Static in my head
Softens every ugly word they meant
Makes the silence easier to pretend
But without it, I hear everything again
How I should be quieter
Smile smaller, take up less space
How they compliment my face
Then judge the rest of me the same
Static in my head
Makes me almost feel okay for a second
Bridge
What if I got so used to pain
I confuse it with honesty?
What if I learned to hate myself
From listening too carefully?
Maybe I was never hard to love
Maybe people just say careless things
And I built a home inside those words
Till they became everything
Final Chorus
Static in my head
Mama says I don’t deserve this dread
Says the pills can pull me from the edge
But I’m scared of what I’ll miss instead
Because the quiet almost feels like lying
Like covering my eyes while people stare
Still a tiny voice keeps fighting through the noise
Saying maybe I was never the problem there
Static in my head
Fading slower now inside my chest
And for the first time I can almost imagine
Maybe I deserve some peace instead
Style of Music
, Melancholic, Female Vocals, Piano, Slow (66-76 BPM), Sad, Indie Pop