The penultimate track on Chelsea Jade’s Beacons EP is a euphoric conclusion to the record, seeming to address the relief to be felt in finally getting something off your chest.
[Verse 1]
Major league fatigue
Cause it's so hard to match
Your mouth with what you mean
But I got a mouth on me
[Pre Chorus]
I gotta breathe
Take it easy
If everyone's asleep
To everything, to me
And I just wanna
[Chorus]
Meet in the hollow of a silo
Where my voice gets a free throw
I just get so sick of repeating myself
But, in a room so swollen
It ricochets up and expands
For a moment
And I don't care
I don't care
I don't care who hears
[Verse 2]
It's so heavy but it folds so small
The slightest voice telling its secrets
To the biggest hall
[Verse 3]
I'm so sick of quiet climates
Keeping me from climbing out of
Quantifying everything I wanna say
Before I say it
[Pre Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Bridge](x3)
I could alter atoms
Just let me at 'em
I can make it happen
Oh it's only gonna grow
If you wanna know
If you wanna know
[Chorus 2]
Meet in the hollow of a silo
Where my voice gets a free throw
I just get so sick of it all, all
In a room, so swollen
It ricochets up for a moment
And I don't care
I don't care
I don't care who hears
[Chorus 3]
Meet in the hollow of a silo
Where my voice gets a free throw
I just get so sick of repeating myself
But, in a room so swollen
It ricochets up and expands
For a moment
And I don't care
I don't care
Free Throw was produced by Jackson Hobbs & Justyn Pilbrow.