[Verse 1] Morning hits my eyelids like a weight I can’t outrun, Sheets feel like a shelter, telling me to stay undone. “Skip it,” says the ceiling, “let the hours drift and slide,” But a pulse beneath the pillow whispers, “Move—don’t hide.” [Chorus] So I rise, half-alive, drag my bones into the light, Wash my face, chase the haze, make the mirror look me right. Take a bite, taste the fight, let a little fire begin— If I start with something small, I might still win. [Verse 2] Coffee’s thin but steady, like a hand that holds me straight, Toothpaste mint cuts through the fog that clings to my late. Shirt and socks, simple locks, click my mind into its place, One more step, one more breath, I can meet the day’s face. [Chorus] So I rise, half-alive, drag my bones into the light, Wash my face, chase the haze, make the mirror look me right. Take a bite, taste the fight, let a little fire begin— If I start with something small, I might still win. [Bridge] I don’t need a miracle, I just need a moment’s push, Trade the “maybe later” for the now I shouldn’t hush. If the day feels like a storm, I’ll take the calm within— Not a leap, just a creep—let the living start again. [Chorus] So I rise, half-alive, drag my bones into the light, Wash my face, chase the haze, make the mirror look me right. Take a bite, taste the fight, let a little fire begin— If I start with something small, I might still win. [Chorus] So I rise, half-alive, drag my bones into the light, Wash my face, chase the haze, make the mirror look me right. Take a bite, taste the fight, let a little fire begin— If I start with something small, I might still win. [Outro] Shoelace tied, door swings wide, I step out—no grand design, Just a day to get through, and it’s finally mine. Still a sigh in my chest, but my feet have found their spin— I didn’t fix my life… I just began.
