Tombwired
A dark, modern metalcore track blending heavy low-tuned guitars with emotionally charged vocals. “Tombwired” explores the feeling of being trapped inside your own body — alive, but numb and empty. Haunting clean melodies contrast with aggressive, raw screams as the song moves through verses of quiet despair into explosive choruses. The breakdown hits like a collapse, and the repeated final chorus builds to a devastating emotional peak. A slow-burning anthem of dissociation and inner decay.
Tombwired
A dark, modern metalcore track blending heavy low-tuned guitars with emotionally charged vocals. “Tombwired” explores the feeling of being trapped inside your own body — alive, but numb and empty. Haunting clean melodies contrast with aggressive, raw screams as the song moves through verses of quiet despair into explosive choruses. The breakdown hits like a collapse, and the repeated final chorus builds to a devastating emotional peak. A slow-burning anthem of dissociation and inner decay.
Lyrics
I woke up breathing
But part of me stayed dead
This body walks where I used to stand,
A passenger stitched into skin by hand.
My heartbeat echoes, dull and thin,
A hollow drum with nothing within.
I smile like I was told to do,
Repeat the lines, pretend they’re true.
But underneath this moving frame,
I rot beneath another name.
Every word I speak is borrowed,
Every step I take is hollow.
Tombwired, buried beneath this breathing shell,
No fire left, no soul to sell.
I move, I speak, but never feel,
My skin’s alive, but I’m not real.
The mirror shows a face I wear,
Eyes too quiet, a frozen stare.
I sleep, I wake, I eat, I dress,
But nothing cuts through weightless flesh.
They talk to me, their voices blur,
Their words dissolve, their edges stir.
And though I nod, and though I try,
I’m just pretending I’m still alive.
I'm here in form
But gone in meaning.
The light is out
But I keep breathing.
Tombwired, buried beneath this breathing shell,
No fire left, no soul to sell.
I move, I speak, but never feel,
My skin’s alive, but I’m not real.
Tear this skin
And you will find
Nothing left
But staying alive.
I'm not in here,
Just traces left,
A ghost made of
Movement and breath.
So rip me open,
Drain me clean.
I was never
Anything.
You can’t save someone who isn’t gone,
But isn’t here.
You can’t revive a heart
That’s learned to disappear.
Tombwired, locked inside this slow decay,
Alive enough to waste away.
Each day a cage that won’t release,
Each breath another small defeat.
Let me go...
Tombwired, locked inside this slow decay,
Alive enough to waste away.
Each day a cage that won’t release,
Each breath another small defeat.
Still here... still gone...
Still breathing, still wrong...