My own little world

Mmm… ohh… [hummed, distant reverb)

Watch the world from the quiet side, [pause, deep breath in]

Love"s a language I"ve never tried.

They say the first one leaves a mark, [soft beat kicks in, hi-hats shuffle]

But mine just faded—faded—into the dark. [echo: "into the dark…"]

Maybe I was never built for this,

Maybe I let the moment slip…

[spoken, almost like a thought:] Now I wonder, now I wait,

Is there someone, or is it fate? [echo: “fate… fate…”]

I don’t wanna lose myself in someone’s arms,

Don’t wanna chase a fire that leaves me scarred.

I’m afraid of falling, afraid of the high,

Afraid of the silence when they say goodbye. [soft echo: "bye… bye…"]

And I don’t belong in flashing lights, [beat slows, distant synths hum]

Drunken stories on a neon night.

I’m lost in my own world, [pause, heartbeat sound fades in]

Still waiting for love to feel right. [hold “right” with echo trailing off…]

Crowded rooms, they pull me in, [snap, snap, slow rhythm]

Empty talks and careless grins.

But I’m just watching from the wall,

Feeling nothing— feeling small. [soft breath, exhale into next line]

Maybe I was never built for this, [whispered: "never built for this…"]

Maybe love’s just a myth I missed…

Now I wonder, now I dream,

Is there someone who waits for me? *[slight falsetto on “me…”]

I don’t wanna lose myself in someone’s arms,

Don’t wanna chase a fire that leaves me scarred.

I’m afraid of falling, afraid of the high,

Afraid of the silence when they say goodbye. [echo trails: "bye… bye…"]

And I don’t belong in flashing lights,

Drunken stories on a neon night.

I’m lost in my own world, [pause, let beat drop out briefly]

Still waiting for love to feel right. [soft falsetto on “right”...]

Maybe love isn’t wild, isn’t loud…

Maybe it’s found in the quiet sounds.

[whispered, building tension] Maybe it’s a hand that doesn’t let go,

A heart that doesn’t need a show. [pause, deep breath, beat swells back in…]

I don’t wanna lose myself in someone’s arms,

Don’t wanna chase a fire that leaves me scarred.

[slight pause, softer delivery, longing tone)

But maybe if love is patient, love is kind…

Maybe someday, I’ll let someone in. [fade out, last note lingers, heartbeat slows…]

Mmm… ohhh… [hummed, reverb-heavy]

So I’ll wait in my own world,

A ghost in the halls of my mind.

Love knocks—boom, boom—

But what if it enters just to leave me behind?

I’ve seen hearts turn to ash,

Watched trust crack where the edges thin.

If love’s a fire, does it always burn?

Or am I just scared to let it in?

So I stay where the echoes fade slow,

Tracing love like constellations blurred.

Maybe it’s not the spark that blinds,

But the whisper you finally heard.

And maybe one day, when the stars align,

Love won’t feel like a stranger—whoa-oh. [fades out]