Lyrics
[Verse]
Phone on three percent
Still replying to everyone
Temple group chat going crazy
Someone lost the mic again
I got edits on my laptop
Half a song and two missed calls
One friend says I work too much
Maybe they’re not wrong at all
Coffee stains on handwritten plans
Deadlines living in my hands
People think I got it figured out
Truth is I just understand the act
And lately
I don’t really hate the silence
I just hate when it gets honest
[Pre Chorus]
Some nights feel cinematic
Some nights feel like traffic lights
Red green yellow
Still awake at two oh five
[Chorus]
I’m still awake
Still awake
Walking circles round the same mistakes
Still okay
Still okay
Even when my brain won’t slow its pace
I laugh too loud
Think too deep
Post a reel then disappear for weeks
Still the same
Maybe changed
I don’t know these days
[Verse]
People asking what’s the secret
Like I didn’t almost quit
Like success is just aesthetics
Good lighting and confidence
But I remember every version
Twenty nineteen and all that hurt
Now I’m making songs in parking lots
Feeling human in reverse
One says I need a haircut
Another says don’t touch a thing
Everybody got opinions
I just wanna breathe a bit
And honestly
Maybe healing looks boring
Maybe peace is kinda quiet
[Pre Chorus]
Some nights feel cinematic
Some nights feel like traffic lights
Red green yellow
Still awake at two oh five
[Chorus]
I’m still awake
Still awake
Walking circles round the same mistakes
Still okay
Still okay
Even when my brain won’t slow its pace
I laugh too loud
Think too deep
Post a reel then disappear for weeks
Still the same
Maybe changed
I don’t know these days
[Bridge]
No grand ending
No big lesson
Just me learning how to sit inside the present
No dramatic revelation
Just enough sleep
And maybe someone waiting
[Outro]
Phone on one percent
City lights blur again
But for once
I don’t need the noise
To know who I am