Ceiling Constellation’s Duet

alternative rock, grunge, male vocals, male voice, deep, emo, soft female vocals added, duet

[Pre-Chorus]
Every sound is thunder in the dark,
Every thought’s a match to the spark.
I close my eyes, it’s still too bright,
Like my brain forgot how to dim the night.

[Chorus]
I’m wide awake in a world that’s dreaming,
Stuck in the in-between, barely breathing.
I chase sleep like it’s always leaving,
Hands on the clock, but it keeps on speeding.
And the ceiling turns into constellations,
Spelling out my fear in patient vibrations.
I’m tired down to my bones, but I can’t let go,
Insomnia’s got my name stitched into the glow.

[Verse 2]
3:27, the same old loop,
Thoughts line up like a cruel parade troop.
Did I say too much? Did I do it wrong?
Did I waste my life trying to be strong?
Phone face-down like a guilty friend,
Temptation buzzing, “Just scroll again.”
I sip water like it’s sacred wine,
Praying for a quiet, empty mind.

[Pre-Chorus]
The night feels endless, stretched too thin,
A paper sky I can’t punch through again.
I try to drift, I try to drown,
But the tide of worry won’t go down.

[Bridge]
And I’m bargaining with the moon again 
“Just give me one soft hour, I’ll be better then.”
But the dark won’t fold, and the stars don’t blink,
They just watch me spiral in my own overthink.
I hear the birds rehearsing morning outside,
Like dawn is a door and I’m locked on the wrong side.
If sleep is a river, I’m stuck on the shore,
With a heart that’s heavy and an eye that won’t close.

[Final Chorus]
Still wide awake in a world that’s dreaming,
Stuck in the in-between, barely breathing.
I chase sleep like it’s always leaving,
Hands on the clock, and it keeps on speeding.
And the ceiling turns into constellations,
Spelling out my pain in patient vibrations.
I’m tired down to my bones, but I can’t let go,
Insomnia’s got my name stitched into the glow.

[Outro]
5:02… and the light turns thin,
Another “good morning” I didn’t earn… again.

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[Verse 1] 2:13 on the microwave glow, House is a museum, quiet and cold. My body’s begging for a shutdown sign, But my mind’s got its own neon “OPEN” light. Sheets twist like vines around my legs, Pillow holds the shape of all my regrets. I count my breaths, I count the cracks, I count the ways my peace won’t come back. [Pre-Chorus] Every sound is thunder in the dark, Every thought’s a match to the spark. I close my eyes, it’s still too bright, Like my brain forgot how to dim the night. [Chorus] I’m wide awake in a world that’s dreaming, Stuck in the in-between, barely breathing. I chase sleep like it’s always leaving, Hands on the clock, but it keeps on speeding. And the ceiling turns into constellations, Spelling out my fear in patient vibrations. I’m tired down to my bones, but I can’t let go, Insomnia’s got my name stitched into the glow. [Verse 2] 3:27, the same old loop, Thoughts line up like a cruel parade troop. Did I say too much? Did I do it wrong? Did I waste my life trying to be strong? Phone face-down like a guilty friend, Temptation buzzing, “Just scroll again.” I sip water like it’s sacred wine, Praying for a quiet, empty mind. [Pre-Chorus] The night feels endless, stretched too thin, A paper sky I can’t punch through again. I try to drift, I try to drown, But the tide of worry won’t go down. [Chorus] I’m wide awake in a world that’s dreaming, Stuck in the in-between, barely breathing. I chase sleep like it’s always leaving, Hands on the clock, but it keeps on speeding. And the ceiling turns into constellations, Spelling out my fear in patient vibrations. I’m tired down to my bones, but I can’t let go, Insomnia’s got my name stitched into the glow. [Bridge] And I’m bargaining with the moon again “Just give me one soft hour, I’ll be better then.” But the dark won’t fold, and the stars don’t blink, They just watch me spiral in my own overthink. I hear the birds rehearsing morning outside, Like dawn is a door and I’m locked on the wrong side. If sleep is a river, I’m stuck on the shore, With a heart that’s heavy and an eye that won’t close. [Final Chorus] Still wide awake in a world that’s dreaming, Stuck in the in-between, barely breathing. I chase sleep like it’s always leaving, Hands on the clock, and it keeps on speeding. And the ceiling turns into constellations, Spelling out my pain in patient vibrations. I’m tired down to my bones, but I can’t let go, Insomnia’s got my name stitched into the glow. [Outro] 5:02… and the light turns thin, Another “good morning” I didn’t earn… again.

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