Intro(Light, filtered synth keys fade in with a slow, ticking hi-hat)Maybe I...Lost my mind...No one noticed, no one noticed.(The 808 bass drops heavily)Verse 1 (Rap)Yeah, scrolling through the timeline, staring at the ceiling fanHoping that you’d hit me back, I’m slipping through a weaker planStuck inside a cycle, man, the walls are getting closer nowLosing my connection, got me wondering if you know howHard it is to breathe when you’re drowning in a digital roomChasing after ghosts and some memories that wither too soonI put on a smile for the crowd but it’s counterfeitTrapped inside my head and I’m just trying to make sense of itBut nobody sees it, they look right past the damageThey think that I’m fine, they think I’m holding up the managementBut I’m running out of patience and I’m running out of youthLying to myself because I’m terrified of truth.Chorus (Pop Melodic - Your Lyrics)Maybe ILost my mindNo one noticedNo one noticedIt's getting oldAll aloneMay have lost itI have lost itYou'll be my video obsessionVerse 2 (Rap)Yeah, pixelated visions of you running through my memorySipping on a remedy, fighting with my identityPeople look me in the face, they ask me how my day wentI tell 'em that I'm golden while I'm staring at the pavementThey don't see the static or the way the signal's breaking upThey don't see me waking up and wishing I was dreaming lessParanoia heavy, got me second-guessing every textLooking at your profile, wondering what happens nextI’m a ghost in my city, just a shadow on the wallWaiting on a miracle, waiting for your callYou're the only anchor when the storm is getting loudThe only face I'm looking for inside a heavy crowd.Chorus (Pop Melodic - Your Lyrics)Maybe ILost my mindNo one noticedNo one noticedIt's getting oldAll aloneMay have lost itI have lost itYou'll be my video obsessionBridge (Slowing down, the beat drops out leaving just an acoustic guitar/soft synth)No one triedTo read my eyesNo one triedTo read my eyesNo one but youWish it weren't trueMaybe IIt's not rightMake you mineTake our timeBuild-up / Outro (The beat snaps back in with high energy)Come on, don't leave me, it can't be that easy, babeIf you believe me, I guess I’ll get on a plane(Yeah, terminal three, packing my bags)Fly to your city, excited to see your face(Yeah, no turning back, accelerating the pace)Hold me, console me, and then I'll leave without a trace...(Maybe I... lost my mind...)(No one noticed...)(Fade out on a soft synth echo)
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