
Autopilot
⸻ [Verse 1] Wake up slow, feet hit the ground. Same four walls, same empty sound. Coffee’s cold, time slips through. Nothing’s wrong, but nothing’s new. ⸻ [Chorus] Autopilot, I’m not here. Eyes are open, mind unclear. Autopilot, I go on. Every day feels too long. ⸻ [Verse 2] Phone lights up, don’t reply. Scroll through moments I let pass by. Smiles fade before they start. I go through life but not with heart. ⸻ [Chorus 2] Autopilot, can’t explain. Running loops inside my brain. Autopilot, can’t escape. Living still— but out of shape. [Bridge] I miss the silence before all the noise. I miss choosing instead of just “avoid.” I don’t remember the last real choice— just background hum and a muted voice. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] This can’t be living, just holding still. I want to feel it— even if it kills. ⸻ [Chorius] Autopilot, running dry. Moving forward, but I don’t know why. Autopilot, burning slow. Heartbeat’s there— but I don’t show. ⸻ [Chorus] Autopilot, something’s wrong. I’ve been gone for far too long. Autopilot, let me feel. I’d rather break than never heal. [Chorius] Autopilot, running dry. Moving forward, but I don’ t know why. Autopilot, burning slow. Heartbeat’ s there— but I don’ t show. ⸻ [Chorus] Autopilot, something’ s wrong. I’ ve been gone for far too long. Autopilot, let me feel. I’ d rather break than never heal.

