Love me back, through the static and the black,
past the echoes of our midnight track.
Your name, a spark on my silver tongue,
burns like vinyl left too long.
If I crawl inside the groove we cracked,
will the needle find the heart we packed?
Every skip, every hiss, every sigh—
proof we’re still alive.
Love me back, rewind the night,
let the bass forgive our lie.