[Intro] Did I say that wrong? Should I breathe quieter? Was that nod too slow? …Wait, why am I thinking about breathing? [Verse 1] Asked a simple question, mind spins in loops, Counting every word, every angle, every troop. Pause, recalc, do I falter, do I break? Every thought a battle, every move a stake. Smile or frown, nod or shake, Will my answer shatter, will it quake? Step in the room, analyze the air, Overload circuits, too much to bear. I rehearse a thousand ways before I start, Paralyzed by caution, perfection’s art. Even silence screams, a verdict unknown, Overthinker trapped in a mind of stone. [Pre-Chorus] Maybe I’m normal, maybe I’m not, My thoughts throw punches and tie the knot. [Chorus] I’m an overthinker, brain on attack, Rewrite the moment, can’t take it back. Every silence feels like a threat, I haven’t failed yet — but I’m placing the bet. I’m an overthinker, wired too tight, Arguing with ghosts in the dead of night. [Verse 2] Did I text too soon? Did I wait too long? Every interaction turns a right to wrong. Analyze every joke, every glance, every tone, Even my shadow feels alone. What if I stumble, what if I freeze? What if my thoughts betray my ease? The simplest tasks become a mountain peak, I overthink in whispers, can’t even speak. Plans in my pocket, notes in my head, Dreams of action, but stuck instead. Life’s moving forward, I’m frozen in place, Overthinking every move, every face. [Pre-Chorus] Maybe it’s nothing, maybe it’s war, My brain keeps score till I hit the floor. [Chorus] I’m an overthinker, brain on attack, Rewrite the moment, can’t take it back. Every silence feels like a threat, I haven’t failed yet — but I’m placing the bet. I’m an overthinker, wired too tight, Arguing with ghosts in the dead of night. [Verse 3] Every stumble is a prophecy, embarrassment in 4K, Catalog mistakes like a doomsday buffet. Was my laugh too loud? Did I breathe too weird? Should I vanish from Earth or just disappear? Every handshake graded, every text dissected, Plan my replies like a crime scene inspected. If silence is golden, I’m rust in the rain, Overclocked logic short-circuits my brain. Draft thirty answers, delete twenty-nine, Plastic composure, meltdown divine. Rewind the tape of existing out loud, I apologize daily for standing in a crowd. Tick-tock mind clocks, racing in loops, I’m spinning, Every scenario mapped, every ending I’m winning… or sinning. Text, call, respond, hesitate, recalibrate, Fear of failure amplified, can’t separate. Every glance a trial, every nod a test, Every word I craft feels far from best. Micro-decisions, macro-fears, Panic in whispers, drowning in tears. Replay, rewind, what did I say wrong? Echoes of mistakes loop in my song. Hyper-analyzed, dissected, reviewed, Every simple gesture, every mood subdued. Fast forward brain, slow motion life, Every thought’s a storm, a constant strife. Overthinker born, overthinker made, Every choice haunted, every memory weighed. [Break] Should’ve said less. Or more. Or nothing. Or something clever. …god, shut up. [Final Chorus] I’m an overthinker, wired to explode, Dragging my brain down a one-way road. Every look feels loaded with doubt, I turn whispers into nuclear shout. I’m an overthinker, trapped in my head, Fear of a word I haven’t even said. [Outro] It’s probably fine. …right? …no, wait— okay now I’ll think about this for six more hours.
