

Yeah, yeah
Static in the air,
every signal is loud Trying to decode the faces in a crowded
room My brain is wired on a different frequency
Counting every pattern, building up my density
Too much light, too much noise in the street But I find
my rhythm in the static of the beat
This is my world,
my beautiful design
Walking on a wire but I'm making it mine
(making it mine)
See the details in the dark where they blind Different kind of
engine but we run on time
Hyperfocused on the page,
I can't look away Sifting through the details,
colors in the gray Social cues like a puzzle that I never
solved While the rest of the world has already evolved But when
the static clears, my vision is deep
Secrets of the universe are mine to keep (mine to keep)
This is my world,
my beautiful design
Walking on a wire but I'm making it mine (making it mine)
See the details in the dark where they blind Different kind of
engine but we run on time
Just a different frequency
(different frequency)
Yeah, we run on time