High Cold

[Verse - spoken word]
I walk through the neon shadows, a ghost in the frame
Echoes of my silence, a rhythm I claim
Cold heart in a crowded room, I’m the spark in the flame
Alone in the spotlight, a storm in the name

[Chorus]
High cold, I’m the silence that screams
A shadow that dances, a ghost in the stream
High cold, I’m the echo that stays
A fire in the dark, a heart that won’t sway