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Every Song Is Trauma
# Every Song Is Trauma
**Verse 1**
I watched my whole world disappear,
Like smoke drifting through the atmosphere.
One by one, the lights went out,
Now all that's left is fear and doubt.
The pictures fade but the scars remain,
Every memory echoes your name.
I drive these roads with nowhere to go,
Lost in a city that I used to know.
**Pre-Chorus**
And I swear I'm trying just to breathe,
But every heartbeat cuts too deep.
**Chorus**
I've got nowhere left to turn,
Watching every bridge I've built just burn.
My heart gets ripped right from my chest,
Over and over, never getting rest.
Every song on the radio is trauma,
Every word's another knife.
Every melody reminds me
Of the pieces of my life.
And I'm screaming at the ceiling,
But nobody hears my call.
I'm still standing somehow breathing,
After losing it all.
**Verse 2**
The silence is louder than before,
It crashes through my bedroom door.
I hear your voice in every sound,
Even though you're not around.
The places we loved now feel like graves,
Haunted by the ghosts we made.
I keep reaching for a hand that's gone,
Trying to hold on, trying to move on.
**Pre-Chorus**
But every step just leads me back,
To the wreckage of what I lack.
**Chorus**
I've got nowhere left to turn,
Watching every bridge I've built just burn.
My heart gets ripped right from my chest,
Over and over, never getting rest.
Every song on the radio is trauma,
Every word's another knife.
Every melody reminds me
Of the pieces of my life.
And I'm screaming at the ceiling,
But nobody hears my call.
I'm still standing somehow breathing,
After losing it all.
**Bridge**
Maybe someday these wounds will fade,
Maybe someday I'll be okay.
But tonight the shadows know my name,
And every song still sounds the same.
**Final Chorus**
I've got nowhere left to turn,
Still feeling every lesson burn.
My heart's been shattered into dust,
Trying to rebuild what's left of us.
Every song on the radio is trauma,
Every station plays the past.
But I'll keep moving through the darkness,
Even if it hurts to last.
And though the world keeps falling on me,
And I feel ten feet tall and small.
I'm still here, still fighting breathing,
After losing it all.
