Mind Eraser w/ Sashay

Pop rock with alternative influences, Clean electric guitar plays a syncopated, palm-muted eighth-note riff, A distorted bass guitar follows the kick drum pattern, Drums feature a tight snare and a consistent eighth-note hi-hat pattern, Male vocals are processed with light saturation and doubling, The chorus introduces layered distorted electric guitars playing power chords and a crash-heavy drum beat, A high-pitched synth lead appears in the instrumental breaks, Tempo is 145 BPM in the key of G major

when I wake up my brain is blank...
like im feeling intoxicated-ated....
but I haven’t even had a drank....
same shit, but a d-different date...
and im not even bein fr-frank...
i cant even th-think straight...
got nothing left in the tank..
nah, this c-cant be my fate...

yeah, waking up is overated
when you burnt out, feeling faded

like im drunk on mind erasers
its hard to find inspiration..
pursuing dreams through a cloud of vapor
but im l-lost in my own suffocation

Like I’m high on blind chasers
I hit the wall but I keep on pushing
Every fall leads me closer and closer
Until I can f-finally find something

Curtains are closed… it's half past two
Cold coffee sitting right where left it
Phone lights up… I let it go to voicemail
Got shit to do… but can't bring myself to it

Same clothes on from the night before
Same four walls… same worn-out view
Whole day waiting for me at the door
Drag my ass through it like I always do…

theres a heaviness inside my head..
i stay looking f-for a way out...
been dodgin stress, avoiding dread...
but im full of all this fuckin doubt...
keep re-replayin how it all went...
makes me wanna check the fuck out...
hangin my head, holdin on by a thread...
why tho?, whats all this shit about?...

yeah, looking back is overrated
when you still stuck, feeling jaded

like im drunk on mind erasers
its hard to find inspiration..
thoughts are f-foggy like im wasted
but im stranded in my own isolation…

Like I’m high on blind chasers
I hit the wall but I keep on pushing
Every fall leads me closer and closer
Until I can f-finally find something

maybe I could use some help.
yeah, maybe I cant fix this on my own.
instead of hiding f-from myself.
im just tired of doing this alone.
this shit is t-temporary, i know it is...
just gotta let the hours tick....
and fuck it... it is what it is...
wont always feel this fuckin sick...
Heavy dragging slow-down.
b-breathe in...
yeah, it'll pass….
(it'll pass.)

(yeah, b-breathe in...)
(it'll pass.)

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Combined lyrics by vaiterz & Sashay

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Ownership & Rights: All compositions and lyrical content © 2026 Vaiterz & © 2026 Sashay. All rights reserved. Any unauthorized distribution or modification is prohibited without express written permission. ________________________________________________________ when I wake up my brain is blank... like im feeling intoxicated-ated.... but I haven’t even had a drank.... same shit, but a d-different date... and im not even bein fr-frank... i cant even th-think straight... got nothing left in the tank.. nah, this c-cant be my fate... yeah, waking up is overated when you burnt out, feeling faded like im drunk on mind erasers its hard to find inspiration.. pursuing dreams through a cloud of vapor but im l-lost in my own suffocation Like I’m high on blind chasers I hit the wall but I keep on pushing Every fall leads me closer and closer Until I can f-finally find something Curtains are closed… it's half past two Cold coffee sitting right where left it Phone lights up… I let it go to voicemail Got shit to do… but can't bring myself to it Same clothes on from the night before Same four walls… same worn-out view Whole day waiting for me at the door Drag my ass through it like I always do… theres a heaviness inside my head.. i stay looking f-for a way out... been dodgin stress, avoiding dread... but im full of all this fuckin doubt... keep re-replayin how it all went... makes me wanna check the fuck out... hangin my head, holdin on by a thread... why tho?, whats all this shit about?... yeah, looking back is overrated when you still stuck, feeling jaded like im drunk on mind erasers its hard to find inspiration.. thoughts are f-foggy like im wasted but im stranded in my own isolation… Like I’m high on blind chasers I hit the wall but I keep on pushing Every fall leads me closer and closer Until I can f-finally find something maybe I could use some help. yeah, maybe I cant fix this on my own. instead of hiding f-from myself. im just tired of doing this alone. this shit is t-temporary, i know it is... just gotta let the hours tick.... and fuck it... it is what it is... wont always feel this fuckin sick... Heavy dragging slow-down. b-breathe in... yeah, it'll pass…. (it'll pass.) (yeah, b-breathe in...) (it'll pass.) _____________________________________________________________ Combined lyrics by vaiterz & Sashay

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