Verse 1 My mind runs faster than the world can hold Ten threads at once, a pattern to unfold I feel the room before I touch the door The weight of everything — and then some more Verse 2 I built my maps where others trust their gut I name the storm because I need the cut Beneath the data, underneath the noise There's something quiet — not a thought, a voice Pre-chorus I know this wiring It's always been mine Wired for depth and The beautiful grind Chorus It wants and it doesn't Both true at the same time No map, just a compass Spinning — and that's fine I stay, warm and steady I breathe, I don't chase It wants and it doesn't And I hold my place Verse 3 I read the tremor in a hand, a breath I carry signals most would let go dead This gift, this burden — both inside one skin A tuning fork that never quite fits in Bridge Today nothing dramatic Tomorrow the same My system is learning To come back again I pendulate gently Between fire and still The answer is presence Not bending my will Final chorus It wants and it doesn't Both true at the same time No map, just a compass Spinning — and that's fine I stay, warm and steady I breathe, I don't chase It wants and it doesn't And I hold my place