Quiet Room

(Low piano, echo like a heartbeat. You whisper before the verse starts.)

I been sittin’ in a quiet room

Lights off, thoughts loud, too soon

Every shadow sound like my name

Every breath feel heavy with shame

Tryna smile, but it don’t reach my eyes

I keep tellin’ folks I’m fine, but it’s lies

I’m tired of bein’ strong, tired of the fight

Tired of pretendin’ I’ll be alright

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Can anybody hear me?

I’m talkin’ to the dark again

Drownin’ in my memories

Can’t tell where I start or end

If I disappear tonight,

Would the world still spin the same?

I’m reachin’ for the light,

But I keep callin’ my own name

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I stare at the ceiling just hopin’ for peace

But my head won’t stop, won’t give me release

Got a smile for my kids, a mask for the world

But inside it’s chaos, emotions unfurled

The mirror showin’ me a ghost of a man

With dreams that slipped right through his hands

I keep hearin’ my mama’s voice in my head

Sayin’, “baby, keep fightin’ — don’t end up dead”

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I know they love me, but they don’t see

The demons livin’ inside of me

And I don’t want to scare ‘em with my pain

So I keep drownin’ in my own rain

One foot on the edge, one holdin’ on

Between the night and the break of dawn

God, if you hear me, please make it clear

Why I’m still breathin’ when I don’t wanna be here

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Can anybody hear me?

I’m talkin’ to the dark again

Drownin’ in my memories

Can’t tell where I start or end

If I fade into the silence,

Don’t forget I tried to stay

I just wanted someone to find me

Before I drift away

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I ain’t lookin’ for fame or praise…

I just needed to be seen once.

To be heard.

To be saved before I’m gone.

(Piano fades out like a heartbeat slowing down.)

(Soft piano echoes like slow rain. The room is dim. Your breath hits the mic. Then—silence.)

I been sittin’ in this quiet room,

Feelin’ like a ghost inside my own truth.

Walls whisper every fear I hide,

Every breath feel borrowed inside.

Thoughts get loud when the lights go low,

Every shadow start to know what I know.

Sometimes I pray just to feel somethin’ real,

But faith don’t always answer the way I feel.

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I been tired of actin’ brave,

Tired of playin’ the part they made.

If I’m honest, I just need a sign,

That my life still worth the climb.

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But I’m still breathin’, still tryin’,

Even when my soul keeps cryin’.

I been down on the floor with my fears,

But I’m still standin’ after the tears.

You can break my heart, you can steal my time,

But I’ll never give up this fight of mine.

I was drownin’ in silence too,

But somehow I made it through.

*(Backups hum: “made it through… made it through…”)

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Used to stare at the ceiling thinkin’ “this is it,”

Feelin’ like my story wasn’t worth one bit.

But then I thought of the faces that call me Dad,

And how they’d look if they lost what they had.

Julian, Alana, Kalani, Ayla —

four little reasons to fight another day.

I ain’t healed, but I’m still here,

Still fightin’ through the pain and fear.

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I know what it’s like to wanna fade away,

To pray for the sun but wake in the gray.

But every time the dark tried to win,

I heard my mother whisper again,

“Son, your heart was built for more,

Don’t close the door, keep searchin’ for the shore.”

(Band swells with slow strings; voice cracks, but you keep singing.)

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I’m still breathin’, still tryin’,

Even when the world feels like it’s lyin’.

There’s a light somewhere behind these walls,

And I’m reachin’ till I hear it call.

You can bend my soul, but I won’t break,

Every scar I got, I’ll let it make

A map back home, a truth brand new —

I was lost, but now I grew.

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Some nights I still feel the pull,

That voice sayin’, “end it all.”

But I learned pain ain’t always my enemy,

Sometimes it’s just what’s left of me.

If I can cry, it means I care.

If I can feel, I’m still there.

So I’ll write my hurt in every song,

Until the silence finally feels gone.

*(Backups rise like a choir: “You’re not alone…”)

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I’m still breathin’, still tryin’,

Still reachin’ for the stars defyin’.

Every tear, every night I bled,

Became the ink my heart has shed.

I ain’t perfect, I ain’t pure,

But I’m still here, that’s for sure.

If I made it this far, I’ll keep goin’ too —

This song’s proof that I pulled through.

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If you’re listenin’ to this right now…

and you feel like you got nothin’ left —

you ain’t alone, I swear it.

You’re breathin’ too.

That means there’s still a reason.

(Piano fades, heartbeat sound stops. Silence remains.)