Bit too cold for the edge of this roof The city’s just a blur, a low-res view Somewhere there’s a ride I’m missing out on But I’m staying here, letting the clock just stop People look at me like I’ve lost the plot But honestly, I’ve never felt this sharp Yeah, I finally feel like myself. The static’s humming through the dark The wind is cutting through, leaving a mark You’re right below me, lost in the crowd But we’re on a different frequency now I am invisible. Too damn cold, but I’m not moving You’re probably checking the map for me But I’ll find my own way back, eventually Just a different route, where I’m actually free It’s not the version of me you’re used to But it’s the only one that’s actually true. The static’s humming through the dark The wind is cutting through, leaving a mark You’re right below me, lost in the crowd But we’re on a different frequency now I am invisible. Maybe we drift, maybe we blend Maybe we’re better off just like this, my friend But every time I l...