Safe Side / Far Side

[Verse 1]
Mum texting, says the roads look rough
Dad asking if I’ve “saved enough”
Same sofa, same stain on the cup
Whole life in a cardboard box, taped up
Passport pics in a desk top drawer
“Next year, next year” like a tired old tour
Feet by the door but I freeze mid-floor
Every goodbye feels like a small war
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been scrolling through my own old posts
Careful kid, always scared of ghosts
If I stay, I never lose what I got
If I go, I might find what I’m not
[Chorus]
On the safe side, I don’t fall
But I don’t fly at all
Got a bright sky on my phone
But I’m still stuck at home
I’m torn in two, what do I choose?
Stay or bruise, win or lose
On the safe side, I don’t fall
But I don’t fly at all (at all)
[Verse 2]
Late night trains on my cracked screen glow
Quick clips, kids saying “you gotta go”
My name in a draft mail, half-typed out
Delete, rewrite, backspace my doubt
Air in my chest like a held-back shout
Old streets know every fear I house
Future calling on a blocked ID
Is that ringing ever meant for me?
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been saving every “one day” thought
Folded tight in a secret spot
If I stay, everything stays the same
If I move, I step into my name
[Chorus]
On the safe side, I don’t fall
But I don’t fly at all
Got a bright sky on my phone
But I’m still stuck at home
I’m torn in two, what do I choose?
Stay or bruise, win or lose
On the safe side, I don’t fall
But I don’t fly at all (fly at all)
[Bridge]
[Beat filters down, airy pads swell, distant vocal chops]
Hands on the handle, heart on the line (hey)
One foot over, one stuck behind
If fear is a cage that I built inside
Who holds the key but me this time?
(Go, go) say it till it sticks
(Go, go) heart doing tricks
If I fall flat, I still moved feet
If I stay still, that’s the real defeat
[Chant]
Safe side, far side, which side am I? (which side?)
Both hands shaking but I still try (still try)
Safe side, far side, open that door
I can’t bloom if I hug this floor
[Chorus]
On the safe side, I might fall
But I might fly after all
Got that bright sky in my lungs
New words on my tongue
I’m torn in two, but I’ll choose move
Trip or groove, learn the proof
On the safe side, I might fall
But I might fly after all (after all)

rap, UK garage-pop bounce at 120 BPM, male vocals; shifty swung drums and deep sub-bass under glitchy chopped vocal hits, pizzicato and stabbed violins answering tight rap cadences; verses half-whispered then flipping into agile melodic flows; airy pads bloom in the pre and chorus, hook stacks into a chant with gang-style doubles; bridge strips to filtered drums and pads before a final full-energy chorus with ad-libs and harmony layers., uk garage, pop, violin, fluid