[Vinyl crackle effect]
[SPOKEN INTRO – FX: reverb, whispered]
2AM again...
Head heavy, heart loud
I should sleep, but I’m floating...
[VERSE 1]
Tired but wired, I’m stuck in the static
Smoked out the pain, now the silence is manic
Scrolling through memories, blurry and tragic
High in my head, but the comedown’s dramatic
Shadows on walls feel like old friends now
Talkin’ to ghosts in a smoke-thick cloud
Heartbeat slow but my thoughts too proud
Eyes half shut but I can’t come down
[CHORUS - melodic rap, with echo FX]
2AM feelin’ like a ghost in my room
Talkin’ to the moon, thinkin’ 'bout you
Ain’t slept right since '02, that’s true
But dreams don’t help when they all feel blue
High and alone in a mind so loud
Tryna quiet down but I don’t know how
Pillow like quicksand, sinkin’ again
Just me, my thoughts, and the smoke in the fan
[VERSE 2 - rap with slight melodic flow]
Eyes red, soul numb, but the pain still hits
Replayin’ convos I wish I could fix
Told ‘em I’m fine but I lied through the grin
I’m a nightlight burnin’ with nothin’ within
Room full of echoes, no one around
Feelin’ like a king in a broke-ass crown
Fadin’ in loops, I don’t even fight
Sleep's a stranger, but we meet every night
[BRIDGE - soft melody, layered harmonies or autotune fade]
I open my eyes just to see no one there
But the silence screams and it’s never fair
I’m floatin’ in sheets, fallin' through air
Wishin’ someone...anyone...still cared
[CHORUS – Repeat]
2AM feelin’ like a ghost in my room
Talkin’ to the moon, thinkin’ 'bout you
Ain’t slept right since '02, that’s true
But dreams don’t help when they all feel blue
High and alone in a mind so loud
Tryna quiet down but I don’t know how
Pillow like quicksand, sinkin’ again
Just me, my thoughts, and the smoke in the fan
[OUTRO – Whispered/Spoken]
Might sleep tomorrow...
Or maybe not.
MusicalMadame
