Sleepless night

Verse 1] (lead only — intimate)

I can’t be okay with what’s been done,

My mind’s running at a hundred miles an hour.

My heart knows what I did was wrong,

And every thought keeps getting louder.

The pain, the guilt,

The voices and images in my mind,

Cutting me deeper than any knife,

Leaving parts of me behind.

[Pre-Chorus] (soft harmony enters underneath)

And I keep asking if I’ll ever sleep,

  (harmony: ever sleep…)

If quiet still exists for me.

  (harmony: for me…)

But the night keeps pulling me back

To things I wish I couldn’t see.

  (harmony: couldn’t see…)

[Chorus] (full light harmony — airy and emotional)

I don’t want to disappear,

  (harmony: don’t disappear…)

I just want the hurting gone.

  (harmony: hurting gone…)

I’m tired of fighting shadows,

  (harmony: shadows…)

Tired of carrying this on.

  (harmony: carry on…)

The pain, the guilt,

  (harmony: the guilt…)

The memories burn bright—

But I’m still here breathing

Through another sleepless night.

  (harmony sustained: night… night…)

[Verse 2] (drop back — almost whisper harmonies only at line ends)

The clock keeps moving but I’m standing still,

Trying to outrun something I still feel.

Every thought comes back around again,

Like I’m reliving where it should have ended.

My chest gets tight, my hands go cold,

I keep replaying what I can’t control.

And I know time won’t rewind for me,

But my mind still acts like it might set me free.

[Bridge] (stacked harmonies build here)

I don’t want the ending,

  (harmony: not the ending…)

I just want the noise to stop.

  (harmony: noise to stop…)

I’m tired of replaying

Every second, every thought.

These pictures in my head

Keep turning into storms,

But maybe feeling broken

Doesn’t mean I stay this form.

  (harmony held: stay… this… form…)

[Final Chorus] (widest harmonies — emotional release)

I know I can’t erase it,

I know I can’t undo,

But hurting isn’t healing

And guilt isn’t always truth.

So I’ll sit with what I’ve done,

And face what I need to face—

But I won’t become the punishment,

I won’t disappear without a trace.

  (harmony: without a trace…)

[Outro] (soft layered voices fading out)

Maybe healing doesn’t look like forgetting,

  (harmony: forgetting…)

Maybe it looks like surviving the remembering.

  (harmony: remembering… remembering…)