I’m glad you’re here: A 𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓡𝓪𝓫𝓫𝓲𝓽 𝓢𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓼 Cover

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m an INFJ on a midnight mission,
Low latent inhibition, high-voltage intuition.
If I laugh at the sky, that’s just tradition:
I turn every stray thought into a bright audition.

[Chorus]
There’ll be time to sleep when I’m dead,
So I spit it now, get it out of my head.
Universe next to me like, “Go ahead,”
I’m on that divine ride, thread by thread.
Mrs. Kitty Pants on watch at my side,
I confide, I confide—yeah, it’s a wild ride.
Hold your head up high, let your love decide:
When you rewind, you’ll find kindness worldwide.

[Verse 2]
Clean clothes, clean soul—yeah, Tide-certified,
Fresh shirt, big heart, with a mean inside.
Chewing on the ride, dreams stuck in my jaw,
Gnawing through the doubt like a pup on the law.
I make hooks outta fear, make rhyme outta hurt,
Turn “I don’t know” into “you’re gonna work.”
I take the broken bits, set ’em side by side,
Let the cracks catch light and let it slide.

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m not preaching, I’m reaching—pull up a seat,
Put your pain on the table, we’ll make it a beat.
If your chest feels tight, if your world feels small,
I’ll build you a chorus you can lean on when you fall.

[Verse 3]
I write like a lighthouse with a loose-screw glow,
If I don’t let it out, where does it go?
Twenty-four-ish hours, give or take a sigh,
Feeding all the ghosts till they learn to fly.
Every should’ve, could’ve, what if, why,
I fold into a boat and push it to the sky.
I’m not trying to be right, I’m trying to be real,
Turn a spinning wheel into a healed deal.

[Bridge]
If you catch me at 4 a.m. making meaning out of static,
It’s not a breakdown, it’s a build—holy, maybe manic.
Call it: I saw a door where you saw a wall,
Call it: I heard your silence and I wrote it a shawl.
If your feelings stay hidden, locked inside,
I’ll help name them softly, let them step outside.
No shame, no blame—just you, aligned:
In the end, it’s all about being kind.

[Final Chorus]
There’ll be time to sleep when I’m dead,
So I spit it now, get it out of my head.
Universe next to me like, “Go ahead,”
I’m on that divine ride, thread by thread.
Mrs. Kitty Pants on watch at my side,
I confide, I confide—yeah, it’s a wild ride.
Hold your head up high, let your love decide:
When you rewind, you’ll find kindness worldwide.

[Outro]
Yeah, I’ll abide by the light inside.
I’ll abide by the love I provide.
If I’m tired, fine—still, I’m along for the ride…
There’ll be time to sleep when I’m dead.

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[Verse 1] Got lyrics in my head, no time for sleep, I need the whole damn world to hear what I keep. All the books I read, I’mma turn ’em to heat, All the talks that sound like TED, I’m still on repeat. Wonder, thunder, lightning in the sentence, Clocked in for the spirit, no attendance. Coffee like a choir, pen on a sled— If my mind’s a river, I’m the one who won’t dredge. [Pre-Chorus] I’m an INFJ on a midnight mission, Low latent inhibition, high-voltage intuition. If I laugh at the sky, that’s just tradition: I turn every stray thought into a bright audition. [Chorus] There’ll be time to sleep when I’m dead, So I spit it now, get it out of my head. Universe next to me like, “Go ahead,” I’m on that divine ride, thread by thread. Mrs. Kitty Pants on watch at my side, I confide, I confide—yeah, it’s a wild ride. Hold your head up high, let your love decide: When you rewind, you’ll find kindness worldwide. [Verse 2] Clean clothes, clean soul—yeah, Tide-certified, Fresh shirt, big heart, with a mean inside. Chewing on the ride, dreams stuck in my jaw, Gnawing through the doubt like a pup on the law. I make hooks outta fear, make rhyme outta hurt, Turn “I don’t know” into “you’re gonna work.” I take the broken bits, set ’em side by side, Let the cracks catch light and let it slide. [Pre-Chorus] I’m not preaching, I’m reaching—pull up a seat, Put your pain on the table, we’ll make it a beat. If your chest feels tight, if your world feels small, I’ll build you a chorus you can lean on when you fall. [Chorus] There’ll be time to sleep when I’m dead, So I spit it now, get it out of my head. Universe next to me like, “Go ahead,” I’m on that divine ride, thread by thread. Mrs. Kitty Pants on watch at my side, I confide, I confide—yeah, it’s a wild ride. Hold your head up high, let your love decide: When you rewind, you’ll find kindness worldwide. [Verse 3] I write like a lighthouse with a loose-screw glow, If I don’t let it out, where does it go? Twenty-four-ish hours, give or take a sigh, Feeding all the ghosts till they learn to fly. Every should’ve, could’ve, what if, why, I fold into a boat and push it to the sky. I’m not trying to be right, I’m trying to be real, Turn a spinning wheel into a healed deal. [Bridge] If you catch me at 4 a.m. making meaning out of static, It’s not a breakdown, it’s a build—holy, maybe manic. Call it: I saw a door where you saw a wall, Call it: I heard your silence and I wrote it a shawl. If your feelings stay hidden, locked inside, I’ll help name them softly, let them step outside. No shame, no blame—just you, aligned: In the end, it’s all about being kind. [Final Chorus] There’ll be time to sleep when I’m dead, So I spit it now, get it out of my head. Universe next to me like, “Go ahead,” I’m on that divine ride, thread by thread. Mrs. Kitty Pants on watch at my side, I confide, I confide—yeah, it’s a wild ride. Hold your head up high, let your love decide: When you rewind, you’ll find kindness worldwide. [Outro] Yeah, I’ll abide by the light inside. I’ll abide by the love I provide. If I’m tired, fine—still, I’m along for the ride… There’ll be time to sleep when I’m dead.

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