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threadless
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Metal
threadless was released on May 15, 2026 by 53% as a part of the album threadless - Single
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Release DateMay 15, 2026
Label53%
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jacob Burns
Jacob Burns
Vocals
Adam Dye
Adam Dye
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Burns
Jacob Burns
Songwriter
Adam Dye
Adam Dye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Burns
Jacob Burns
Producer
Adam Dye
Adam Dye
Producer

Lyrics

I wore your voice like a jacket too big
Now that you're gone, it seems to fit in a way
Stitched the seams with your last laugh
But the lining's pulling loose each day
You left fingerprints in places I can't clean
And my name still echoes in your leaving
It's not echoing, it's bleeding
Got questions sewn tight in my sleeves
Like what could've been if I'd just… stayed
Your memory feels like electric blue
It burns soft, but it's bright like truth
Like static in silk, it clings to me
A whisper that won't let me be
I'm dancing on the edge of used-to-be
Why I feel this permanency
And the thread's frayed thin where you used to pull
Now I'm patching the past just to feel full
You moved like a secret ingredient
Something half-said, I never learned the full premise
Now I drink your absence in sips
And wear silence like a sentence
The chair still sways how you left it
Like it's waiting for your weight again
I built walls out of jokes and delay
But they never kept your echo out the frame
Your memory feels like electric blue
It hums a beauty that hurts me too
It's a color I see when I close both eyes
A flash between my every try
I'm folding up pieces just to sew them right
But thread can't stitch what's out of sight
If love's a pattern, I lost the guide
Still drawing your outline in my mind
You used to talk in diagrams
Now I'm lost in the folds and pins
You told me don't leave loose ends
Your laughter used to curve like cursive
Now it cuts like unmeasured lines
I'm tailoring grief in book-filled rooms
Where your name is still hung on the spine
Your memory feels like electric blue
Smooth like silk, sharp like truth
A color that stains, won't wash away
So I wear your old words every day
And maybe this isn't healing
Just learning the beauty in bleeding
You're still here in the unraveling
You're still here in the unraveling
Written by: Adam Dye, Jacob Burns
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