Yo, my mind's a maze, no exit sign, I'm runnin' in circles 3 AM, ceiling staring, thoughts like they rehearseful Overthinkin' got me sinkin' in a quicksand of "what ifs" Every text I sent, I'm analyzin' every period, every riff They said "K, you overdo it," but I already overdid it Rewind the convo, play it back, I'm the critic who submitted A thousand scenarios in my head, none of 'em happened But I'm battlin' phantoms, wearin' armor made of napkins Weak defenses, overcompensatin' with these offenses My brain's a sold-out show, no seats, just endless entrances I'm stuck in my head, head, head These thoughts got me dead, dead, dead Loopin' round and round, no sound But the voices gettin' loud, loud, loud Overthink, overfeel, overkill What's real? What's real? What's real? Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the most anxious of them all? Me, obviously, catastrophizin' every single call " Did I say too much? Did I not say enough? Did they read between lines that I never even wrote, what?" Paranoia's my plus-one, we go everywhere together She's a toxic bestie, but I can't cut her loose, whatever My intuition's intuition got intuition, it's inception Layers on layers, I'm the architect of my own deception Buildin' skyscrapers of stress on foundations of "maybe" And maybe I'm crazy, or maybe I'm just... yeah, I'm crazy Breathe in... breathe out... (do I breathe too loud?) They can hear me thinkin', I know they can The silence is screamin', the quiet is meanin' Every pause is a loaded gun, every blink is a scheme and I just wanna... I just wanna... I just wanna stop But the stopwatch in my skull won't tick-tock, it just pops I'm stuck in my head, head, head These thoughts got me dead, dead, dead Loopin' round and round, no sound But the voices gettin' loud, loud, loud Overthink, overfeel, overkill What's real? What's real? What's real? Maybe tomorrow I'll let it go... (I won't) Maybe tomorrow I'll let it go... (I don't) Overthink, overfeel, overkill... What's real? What's... real?
