Hanging From The Ceiling

Hanging From The Ceiling

grunge rock, melancholic, raw, distorted electric guitar, heavy drum beats, gravelly vocals

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Lyrics

[Intro – slow, distorted guitar riff, distant cymbal crash] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – muted guitar strums, dragging snare] The walls breathe dust and empty words The floorboards creak where hope was heard A frayed rope swings in the cold dark air No one’s coming to pull me from here [Pre-Chorus – building guitar feedback, steady kick drum] The silence screams louder than any shout I’m tired of fighting what wears me out The ceiling stares like a cold dead eye I’m ready to let the dark pass by [Chorus – full distorted guitar, pounding drums, raw vocals] Hanging from the ceiling, where the shadows hide No more lies, no more endless tide Hanging from the ceiling, finally at peace The world below can let me cease [Verse 2 – gritty guitar arpeggios, snare roll accents] The phone’s been dead for three long days No one’s knocked to hear my praise The sheets are cold where I used to lay I’m leaving all my ghosts today [Pre-Chorus – rising guitar intensity, crashing cymbals] The weight of years crushes my chest I’m tired of trying to pass the test The ceiling waits like an old friend’s hand I’m ready to leave this broken land [Chorus – layered guitars, thunderous drums, strained vocals] Hanging from the ceiling, where the quiet stays No more pain, no more empty days Hanging from the ceiling, free at last The world won’t know how long I’ve passed [Bridge – stripped-back clean guitar, soft vocal delivery] I wrote no note, no final line Just left the dark to take what’s mine The rope will hold, the ceiling won’t bend I’m finally free from the endless end [Solo – screaming distorted guitar, feedback wails, heavy reverb] (Instrumental Solo) [Final Chorus – maximum distortion, chaotic drums, visceral vocals] Hanging from the ceiling, where the dark won’t fade No more fear, no more charade Hanging from the ceiling, gone from sight The world can keep its endless fight [Outro – fading guitar hum, single final cymbal crash] The ceiling still holds the frayed old rope No one will know how I let go