Length: 0:08:26
ISRC: QZTB62649891

Have you ever needed an epiphany?
When the world seems so full of futility
I used to keep going surviving out of spite
But at the end of the tunnel there actually is a light
The ground moves while I'm standing still
Going in circles and I start to feel
I back away for a little perspective
You'll always be a memory I'd die to relive

Some people out there make it seem possible
And can actually put your mind at ease
Once family is found that truly love all
Your idiosyncrasies
The ground moves while I'm standing still
Going in circles and I start to feel
I back away for a little perspective
You'll always be a memory I'd die to relive

Afraid the people I love will eventually resent me
Or forget me, accidentally
So I act like nothing matters anymore
But that's all changed and I couldn't ask for more
The ground moves while I'm standing still
Going in circles and I start to feel
I back away for a little perspective
You'll always be a memory I'd die to relive

The ground moves while I'm standing still
Going in circles and I start to feel
I back away for a little perspective
You'll always be a memory I'd die to relive

The ground moves while I'm standing still
Going in circles and I start to feel
I back away for a little perspective
You'll always be a memory I'd die to relive

Length: 0:07:37
ISRC: QZTB62649892

Starlight hums in the back of my skull,
wires bloom wild where my thoughts get dull.
Time’s got teeth and they’re tugging on me,
thoughts keep looping like a bad marquee.
Something in my mind starts chewing through the lights,
a shapeless bastard gnawing at my nights.
It drags its fingers through the sludge behind my eyes,
pulling up secrets I never authorized.

Colors jitter as they overcrowd,
everything’s buzzing way too loud…

breath tastes burnt and overblown…
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Mumbles garbage in a feral tone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
thoughts keep tearing through the unknown...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Dreams come crashing like a cyclone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own.)
I can’t stay awake—

always greedy with a shit ass grin
pulling all the static from my skin.
wearing down all the way to bone,
shaking every nerve I pretend I own.

the Air feels thicker, hard to swallow clean,
and my heartbeat flickers like a busted machine.
My eyelids mutiny with every blink,
and the world starts dripping out of sync.

breath tastes burnt and overblown…
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Mumbles garbage in a feral tone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
thoughts keep tearing through the unknown...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Dreams come crashing like a cyclone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own.)
I can’t stay awake—

Time grabs hold with a jealous grip,
tugging my senses like an acid trip.
A laugh bubbles up that isn’t mine,
raspy, hungry, way out of line.
It crawls down my back, my twisted spine
tightening slow, waiting for the right time
to flip me inside out,
just to see,
what spills out.
Vision bends with a crooked smirk,
edges twitch like they’re itching to lurk…

breath tastes burnt and overblown…
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Mumbles garbage in a feral tone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
thoughts keep tearing through the unknown...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Dreams come crashing like a cyclone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own.)
I can’t stay awake—

every breath tastes burnt and overblown…
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Mumbles garbage in a feral tone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
thoughts keep tearing through the unknown...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Dreams come crashing like a cyclone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own.)
I can’t stay awake—

always greedy with a shit ass grin
pulling all the static from my skin.
wearing down all the way to bone,
shaking every nerve I pretend I own.

My ribs creak like they’re arguing with breath,
each inhale flirting with a cheap kind of death.
My tongue tastes metal like a stolen blade,
and my thoughts drip thick in a bruised cascade.
Everything tilts like a useless charade,
sound swells strange in the mess it made…

every breath tastes burnt and overblown…
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Mumbles garbage in a feral tone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
thoughts keep tearing through the unknown...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Dreams come crashing like a cyclone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own.)
I can’t stay awake—

Time grabs hold with a jealous grip,
tugging my senses like an acid trip.
A laugh bubbles up that isn’t mine,
raspy, hungry, way out of line.
It crawls down my back, my twisted spine
tightening slow, waiting for the right time

every breath tastes burnt and overblown…
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Mumbles garbage in a feral tone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
thoughts keep tearing through the unknown...
(I can’t stay awake on my own,)
Dreams come crashing like a cyclone...
(I can’t stay awake on my own.)
I can’t stay awake—

I can’t stay awake on my own,
I can’t stay awake—
I can’t stay awake on my own.

Length: 0:06:46
ISRC: QZTB62649893

You move through the room like a thought I shouldn’t keep,
A slow-burning pattern I fall into deep.
There’s something in you that distorts the air,
A strange pull that forms wherever you stare.

I feel myself shifting when you’re near,
Drawn toward the part of you I should fear.

Your grin twists daylight into something sharp,
A mix of charm and danger stitched into your heart.
I know your touch carries too much risk,
Yet I return, hooked on the edge of it.

Your voice lands heavy with a crooked hue,
A tone that carries every hidden truth.
I trace the shape of all your intent,
Even when I know it’s malevolent.

Every step you take pulls something from me,
Like gravity bending unnaturally.

Your grin twists daylight into something sharp,
A mix of charm and danger stitched into your heart.
I know your touch carries too much risk,
Yet I return, hooked on the edge of it.

You bloom in colors that bruise the mind,
The kind that cling and never unwind.
I try to pull back, but the tether persists—
I stay locked in the arc of your twist.

Your grin twists daylight into something sharp,
A mix of charm and danger stitched into your heart.
I know your touch carries too much risk,
Yet I return, hooked on the edge of it.

hooked on the edge of it.

Your grin twists daylight into something sharp,
A mix of charm and danger stitched into your heart.
I know your touch carries too much risk,
Yet I return, hooked on the edge of it.

hooked on the edge of it.

hooked on the edge of it.
hooked on the edge of it.
hooked on the edge of it.
hooked on the edge of it.

Length: 0:05:19
ISRC: QZTB62649894

Sunrise keeps showing up the same way,
Same street, same cup, same door.
I swear the world moves in small footsteps,
So tiny you don’t feel them anymore.
But something’s tugging at the corners,
A pull I never noticed in the spin.
I blink, and all the outlines
Aren’t where they’ve always been.

Days crack open like a glitching screen,
Spitting out pieces of a life I’ve seen.
I chase one fragment and the rest go wild,
Laughing like a drunk, half-feral child.
I shout at the colors but the sky won’t talk,
It’s too busy repainting the goddamn clock.

Same voices on the evening sidewalks,
Same sky leaning on the town.
Funny how routine keeps talking
Like it’s never gonna settle down.
But pages turn without fanfare,
And seasons shift inside your chest.
You wake to find the mirror
Showing someone you didn’t expect.

Days crack open like a glitching screen,
Spitting out pieces of a life I’ve seen.
I chase one fragment and the rest go wild,
Laughing like a drunk, half-feral child.
I shout at the colors but the sky won’t talk,
It’s too busy repainting the goddamn clock.

All the small things gathered in the dark,
Stitching brand-new patterns in my heart.
I was standing still, or so I thought—
Turns out change was something I’d already caught.
Now the world I knew is rearranged,
completely altered, wide and strange.

Days crack open like a glitching screen,
Spitting out pieces of a life I’ve seen.
I chase one fragment and the rest go wild,
Laughing like a drunk, half-feral child.
I shout at the colors but the sky won’t talk,
It’s too busy repainting the goddamn clock.

All the small things gathered in the dark,
Stitching brand-new patterns in my heart.
I was standing still, or so I thought—
Turns out change was something I’d already caught.
Now the world I knew is rearranged,
completely altered, wide and strange.

Days crack open like a glitching screen,
Spitting out pieces of a life I’ve seen.
I chase one fragment and the rest go wild,
Laughing like a drunk, half-feral child.
I shout at the colors but the sky won’t talk,
It’s too busy repainting the goddamn clock.

I shout at the colors but the sky won’t talk,
It’s too busy repainting the goddamn clock.

Length: 0:11:46
ISRC: QZTB62649895

INSTRUMENTAL

Length: 0:05:38
ISRC: QZTB62649896

Stars begin to show
Where the shadows go
Blue and purple glow
Everything feels slow
Empty sky so wide
Took us for a ride
Silence in the air
Quiet everywhere

In the void we find
Peace of a different kind
In the void we find
A little peace of mind

There's a girl coming over
and I wish I was sober
so I could just show her
everything
If you could read my mind
just one more fucking time
you would see the signs
everywhere
Oh the mystery
the hold you have on me
Lost in your eyes
I can barely see

In the void we find
Peace of a different kind
In the void we find
A little peace of mind

Lying and wait for a break in the spell
Count the patterns between every farewell
One step from easy but stubborn as hell
I'm chasing the silence too tired to yell
Woke up this morning with no place to go
Endless and drifting and feeling so low
Walking in circles while lost in my mind
Searching for answers so hard to find
Not knowing what to do
Just drifting through

In the void we find
Peace of a different kind
In the void we find
A little peace of mind

Night falls so quickly but still feels the same
Trapped in this darkness and can't find my way
Stars out my window like a sign of hope
Clinging to nothing while trying to cope
The doubts in my mind breathes out the fears
trying to rise from the ground and dry all the tears
Staring at the fan going round and round,
Thoughts spinning but my soul stays bound

I'm standing on the sidelines, drawing circles in my mind
Maybe I'm blind, searching for a sign
Not knowing what to do
Just drifting through
Not knowing what to do, just drifting through
Oh, not knowing what to do, just drifting through

(Not knowing what to do) just drifting through
(Not knowing what to do) just drifting through
(Not knowing what to do) just drifting through
(Not knowing what to do) just drifting through
(Not knowing what to do) just drifting through
(Not knowing what to do) just drifting through
(Not knowing what to do) just drifting through
(Not knowing what to do) just drifting through
(Not knowing what to do) just drifting through
Not knowing what to do, just drifting