A New Year has begun, time for an AEK carnival playlist 💀🎭 https://suno.com/playlist/e40bfdf1-189f-4419-af56-4d55c2de9c7e ---- ---- [Verse 1] I wake up tired from a dream I never finished, Alarm’s been screaming but my brain just diminished. Thoughts race NASCAR, no pit stops, no brakes, I forget why I’m standing while my coffee still waits. Keys in the freezer, phone in my shoe, Mid-sentence I vanish—what was I saying to you? I start every project like I’m fueled by the sun, End with twelve tabs open and not a single one done. My focus is a ghost, shows up late, leaves early, Time bends weird—five minutes or thirty? I hear every sound like it’s yelling my name, But miss what you said, yeah, ain’t that a shame? I tuck it away but I’m mad underneath, ‘Cause trying this hard shouldn’t feel like defeat. My emotions are fireworks set off indoors, Zero to furious, then guilt on the floors. I want to sit still but my mind riots loud, I feel lazy, broken, too fast for the crowd. So I laugh while I’m drowning, keep my chaos alive, ‘Cause surviving my head is how I’ve learned to survive. [Verse 2] My brain’s a junk drawer struck by lightning at noon, Thoughts bounce off the walls like a feral cartoon. I’m scattered confetti in a mind-shaped parade, Every plan half-exists, then immediately fades. I start six sentences, finish maybe a sneeze, Get distracted by dust, then apologize to keys. My focus does parkour, then flips me the bird, I forget what I’m saying mid-actual word. It feels crazy inside, like a swarm in my skull, Too loud, too fast, then suddenly dull. I joke like it’s funny, but I grind my teeth, ’Cause chaos on repeat gets heavy to breathe. If I could crack the rage from a bottle and scream, Let it rip through the static, tear holes in the scheme, I wouldn’t explode over socks on the floor, Or spiral for hours ’bout one stupid chore. I’m wired and tired and ready to snap, Then guilt body-slams me for feeling like that. So I pace, joke, rant, then laugh like it’s fine, While my brain starts a fight with the concept of time. It’s aggressive inside, like a pit with no gate, Too much fire, no exit, just pressure and wait. I’m not broken, I’m juggling flames in the rain, Trying not to burn down my own damn brain. [Chorus, Choir] It’s aggressive inside, like a pit with no gate, Too much fire, no exit, just pressure and wait. I’m not broken, I’m juggling flames in the rain, Trying not to burn down my own damn brain. It’s aggressive inside, like a pit with no gate, Too much fire, no exit, just pressure and wait. I’m not broken, I’m juggling flames in the rain, Trying not to burn down my own damn brain. It’s aggressive inside, like a pit with no gate, Too much fire, no exit, just pressure and wait. I’m not broken, I’m juggling flames in the rain, Trying not to burn down my own damn brain. It’s aggressive inside, like a pit with no gate, Too much fire, no exit, just pressure and wait. I’m not broken, I’m juggling flames in the rain, Trying not to burn down my own damn brain. [rock guitar/saxophone combined]
