Static Parade

Marching loud with your borrowed pain
Plastic halos in the acid rain
You sell your scars like souvenirs
Every echo feeds your fears

Glass hearts crack in the spotlight
Heroes born from a comment fight

Spin the wheel, scream your truth
All you want is the noise and proof
Every wound you fake to stay awake
Welcome to the static parade

Crucified on a trending thread
Saint of sorrow, half awake, half dead
Blame the world, but it won’t reply
Real peace is what you never try

Every cause turns fashion quick
Empathy’s a viral trick

Spin the wheel, scream your truth
All you want is the noise and proof
Every wound you fake to stay awake
Welcome to the static parade

Diagnosis: Terminal relevance
Symptoms include self-pity, projection
And an allergic reaction to reality

Empty rage in a velvet cage
You’ve turned your hurt into a stage
Freedom starts when you let it fade
Sometimes peace is just not caring today

Spin the wheel, scream your truth
All you want is the noise and proof
Every wound you fake to stay awake
Welcome to the static parade

The crowd goes quiet
Finally