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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Alarm on snooze
Same four walls
Scroll past faces
Winning it all
Lines on my forehead
Grooves in my jaw
Everyone sprinting
I’m stuck in a crawl
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m clenching my teeth again
Hands in my pockets
Shaking
If one more thing goes wrong
I swear I might start breaking
[Chorus]
I wanna throw this chair through the ceiling
Just to see something finally move
Tired of thinking slow
Stuck freewheeling
While the whole damn world improves
Hey
Somebody hit the brakes or speed me up
I’m screaming inside
But it’s never enough
I’m sick of this mind that keeps dragging my feet
Let me catch me up
Let me catch me up (hey)
[Verse 2]
Friends keep talking
New job
New plans
I keep nodding
Staring at my hands
Coffee gone cold
List on my phone
Every big dream
Pinned to this home
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m pacing the same three tiles
Wearing a track in the floor
If patience is some kind of virtue
Why am I so sore?
[Chorus]
I wanna slam my fist through the mirror
Just to crack that frozen face
Tired of feeling slow
Falling nearer
To the back of my own race
Hey
Somebody hit the brakes or speed me up
I’m yelling in my head
But it’s never enough
I’m sick of this mind that keeps tying me down
Let me catch me up
Let me turn this around (woah)
[Bridge]
One breath in
One out
Hold on
Count those thoughts
Till they’re gone
Can’t smash my way into healing
Can’t punch my way into peace
But I can break this loop I’m in
One small inch of release (yeah)
[Chorus]
I don’t need to tear down the ceiling
Just a crack where light comes through
Maybe moving slow’s still moving
Maybe that can still be true
So somebody hit the brakes then lift me up
I’m learning how to say “for now
It’s enough”
I’m sick of this mind that keeps dragging my feet
But I’ll catch me up
Yeah I’ll catch me up (oh)
Details
GeneratedJan 21, 2026
Duration3:33
LanguageEnglish
Style
Moody alt-pop with male vocals; muted drums and warm sub-bass under a hypnotic piano loop. Verses stay tight and tense with close-mic vocal and dry room tone, pre-chorus adds airy pads and rising toms. Chorus cracks open with distorted guitars, doubled leads, and shouty gang responses; final hook strips back to voice and piano for a raw, intimate outro., world
Credits
Prompt by
CriminalReaper
CriminalReaperModelAria v5
Prompt
Sick and tired of being stuck in a negative mindset and feeling like the outside world is moving faster while I feel like I’m moving slower than the outside world plus I feel like smashing something
