These lyrics and music are written and owned by The Artist Indio(Troy Gill). Please do not copy, share, or adapt them without permission.Lyrics Creation: © 2025 The Artist Indio Music Arrangement: © 2025 The Artist Indio Copyright © 2025 The Artist Indio All rights reserved. Verse 1: I clock in before the sun remembers my name, Hands full of hours, shoulders soaked in rain. Built a future with calloused dreams, Every step I took was never about me. You said the room feels empty when I’m gone, But I’m right here and somehow still alone. I stand in the doorway, fade into the wall, Like I’m furniture you learned to walk past. Pre-Chorus: I don’t need a crown, I don’t need applause, Just a moment where I’m not the cause. If love is listening, can you hear me breathe? I’ve been screaming quiet on my knees. Chorus: I’m still standing in the static of your world, Waiting for my name to cross your lips. Still holding up a life I didn’t break, Still loving you through clenched-fist faith. I’m not asking to be first in line, Just don’t leave me last every time. If you look up, I’m right here— Still here… still here. Verse 2: Every conversation got somebody else’s face, Their emergencies filling up our space. I wait all day for a sliver of truth, Midnight mercy, half-hearted proof. Blame fell on me like borrowed sin, Mistakes I made but never meant. I swallowed fire just to keep the peace, While my own needs starved quietly. Pre-Chorus 2: I carried weight you never saw, Built a shelter while you locked the door. If devotion’s measured by who stays, I’ve been here through all your storms and shame. Chorus: I’m still standing in the static of your world, Trying not to disappear. I’ve been strong so long it hurts to breathe, Still praying love remembers me. I’m not perfect, I’m not clean, But my heart was always honest and free. If you reach out, you’ll feel my hand— I’ve been here… I’ve been here. Bridge: Some nights I stare at the ceiling and wonder, If relief ever comes for a man who’s tired. I don’t want escape—I want restoration, A reason to believe I still matter. If grace is real, let it find me here, Not broken beyond repair. I’m still breathing, still believing, There’s more than surviving left in me. Final Chorus: I’m still standing in the static of your world, But my heart ain’t done beating yet. I’ve been last too long, now hear me say— I deserve more than regret. If love is work, I showed up every day, With empty hands and real intent. Look at me now, don’t turn away— I’m still here… still here. Outro: Still here… Still breathing… Still standing…
