Bonnie Kemplay – Static Lyrics

Bonnie Kemplay – Static Lyrics

Squeeze tightly on your fingers as I whisper, “Will I make this deadline?”
You say, “It isn’t likely”
I can taste salt as the sweat drips through my lips, I drink my water one sip at a time
I say, “This isn’t like me”

This isn’t even the first time, I’ve been here before
My life feels so static, I’m pulling elastic and drawing circles on my floor

I sink my head into my hands
How did it get this bad?
I thought you’d know, but it’s clear that you don’t know
Switch me off and on again
So I can’t pretend that this isn’t getting under my skin

Trade me in and say this one’s broken
I use my humour as a coping mechanism
I try my best to humour your optimism that this will work out
Can it work now?
Or now?

I sink my head into my hands
How did it get this bad?
I thought you’d know, but it’s clear that you don’t know
Switch me off and on again
So I can’t pretend that this isn’t getting under my skin
Go ahead and trade me in