[Intro – spoken, atmospheric, no beat yet]
We wake up tired from dreams that weren’t even ours.
Scrolling through thoughts that never stop.
Breathing… but only halfway.
Existing in survival — not living, just maintaining.
(beat slowly fades in – heartbeat bass)
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[Verse 1]
Everyone’s talking, but no one says what they mean,
everyone’s running from what they’ve seen.
Smiling through static, acting fine,
but the light behind the eyes is offline.
We dress our wounds in daily plans,
pretend control is in our hands.
Connection feels like danger now,
so we stay safe by fading out.
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[Pre-Chorus 1]
We build routines like fragile walls,
we laugh too loud to hide it all.
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[Chorus 1]
We’re all in survival mode,
hearts on silent, minds on hold.
Breathing smoke and calling it air,
searching for peace we don’t dare.
We’re all in survival mode,
trying to feel but staying cold.
Every step a quiet code:
“Don’t break, just carry the load.”
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[Verse 2]
You see it in the crowd — those haunted eyes,
everyone smiling while something dies.
Touch feels foreign, trust feels rare,
we crave love but can’t stay there.
The mirror says “you’re doing fine,”
but the soul replies, “this isn’t mine.”
We dream of rest, we dream of free,
but safety’s just anxiety.
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[Pre-Chorus 2]
Maybe strength isn’t silence,
maybe peace needs defiance.
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[Chorus 2]
We’re all in survival mode,
pretending numbness is control.
Healing’s slow, so we postpone,
carry chaos like it’s home.
We’re all in survival mode,
trapped between what’s lost and known.
Every breath another code:
“Keep going — don’t explode.”
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[Bridge – philosophical breakdown / spoken layer]
We learned to live without softness.
To smile without joy.
To chase meaning in exhaustion.
To mistake noise for connection.
But what if survival isn’t strength —
what if it’s fear, wearing armor?
What if healing means breaking rhythm,
and choosing stillness instead of speed?
(slow melodic rise – synth arps, atmospheric pads)
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[Drop – Instrumental / Vocal Chops]
echoed vocal fragments:
“We’re all… in survival mode…”
“Don’t break… just breathe…”
“Still alive…”
(emotional lead melody — hypnotic, deep, unforgettable)
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[Verse 3 – reflective / almost spoken]
One day we’ll stop surviving,
and start to feel again.
One day breathing won’t mean hiding,
it’ll mean we let life in.
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[Final Chorus – extended & layered vocals]
We’re all in survival mode,
learning slowly to let go.
To turn our pain into light,
to call the night by its name — and stay.
We’re all in survival mode,
but we’re waking up inside.
Every scar a map, every tear a guide —
we’re not broken, we’re alive.
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[Outro – quiet, fading, philosophical]
Existing isn’t the same as being alive.
But maybe surviving was the first step.
And maybe — just maybe —
that’s enough for now.
(melody fades, heartbeat slows, silence.)
