Verse 1:
2:47 on the clock, I'm wide awake again
Scrolling through the photos of who I used to be back then
Delete the dealer's number for the twentieth time
But kept it in my mind, that's the real crime
Mirror conversations, asking am I really done?
Or just between relapses, waiting for another run?
Success feels like a stranger knocking at my door
Scared to let it in 'cause I've been here before
Pre-Chorus:
They see the phoenix rising, they don't see the shaking hands
They hear me preaching healing, they don't know I barely stand
Chorus:
These are my midnight confessions
Parts of me I don't mention
When the world's asleep, I'm fighting for my soul
(Fighting for my soul)
These are my midnight confessions
Teaching myself new lessons
Learning being broken doesn't mean I'm not whole
(I'm already whole)
Verse 2:
Some nights I feel invincible, like nothing can touch me
Other nights I'm fragile, one text from crumbling
They say it's not linear, this road to being free
But nobody prepared me for who I'd have to be
I wrote letters to my demons, told them we're through
But they write back sometimes when I'm missing you
The one I lost, the one who made me want to change
Now I'm changing for myself, but it still feels strange
Pre-Chorus:
They see the phoenix rising, they don't see the shaking hands
They hear me preaching healing, they don't know I barely stand
Chorus:
These are my midnight confessions
Parts of me I don't mention
When the world's asleep, I'm fighting for my soul
(Fighting for my soul)
These are my midnight confessions
Teaching myself new lessons
Learning being broken doesn't mean I'm not whole
(I'm already whole)
Bridge:
(Beat drops to just piano and bass)
Sometimes strength looks like crying in your car
Sometimes healing means accepting every scar
I'm not perfect, I'm just trying
That's my truth, I'm done denying
Tomorrow I'll rise like fire
But tonight, I'm just tired
(And that's okay)
Final Chorus:
These are my midnight confessions
No more hiding from questions
When the world's asleep, I'm learning to be real
(Learning how to feel)
These are my midnight confessions
Count them all as blessings
Every broken piece is part of the whole
(I'm reclaiming my soul)
Outro:
2:47 on the clock, I'm wide awake again
But now I know that healing means I don't have to pretend
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