Late to Myself [Intro] I thought I knew me till the mirror blinked twice Memory stitching moments, calling it life Certainty late, like a train missed by seconds I hear my echo talk, swear it’s a presence [Verse 1] Brain play editor, cut scenes after the fact Feel first, then the story try to cover the tracks I don’t live in the moment, I rent it then leave By the time I say “that’s me,” it already deceased Identity lagging like a stream with bad signal I’m chasing the source but I’m stuck with the ripple Every thought feel solid till I look at it close Then it move like smoke when I reach for the ghost [Pre-Chorus] Try to catch myself, the frame start to bend Observer change the picture every time I pretend Authentic turns actor when I grip it too tight The more that I search, the more I’m outta sight [Chorus] I’m always late to myself, yeah Echo sound like the source, yeah I move then I name the move, yeah Truth come second to force, yeah [Verse 2] Something pull the trigger, something talk to the press Something read the headline, say “yeah, that’s me I guess” My reasons show up late like apologies do Decision made clean before the logic come through PR team in my head spin a cause for the act Call it free will, but it follow the tracks If I was who I thought, I’d know every room But my instincts move quicker than language can bloom [Bridge 1] Self-reference break the system it scans Like feedback screaming through a blown-out amp Not broken, just built with a beautiful flaw I feel real off the error, not the core [Verse 3] Fragmented would shatter me, mind need the glue So it sells me a story simple, solid, and true Most efficient illusion a brain ever ran One voice, one driver, one steering hand But it’s layers on layers, moving out of sync I act, I explain, I believe, I blink No accident in the way I’m misled Optimal lies keep the lights in my head [Chorus] I’m always late to myself, yeah Echo sound like the source, yeah I move then I name the move, yeah Truth come second to force, yeah [Bridge 2] If you feel split, that’s the cost of design Coherence stitched just to survive time Don’t panic at cracks, that’s the proof you’re alive A system that watches itself can’t stay still and survive [Chorus] I’m always late to myself, yeah Echo sound like the source, yeah I move then I name the move, yeah Truth come second to force, yeah [Chorus] Always late, but I’m here right now Echo loud, but I hear right now Move first, understand somehow Late to myself, but I’m clear right now [Outro] I don’t chase the source, I ride the sound I don’t need a core just to hold my ground Late don’t mean lost, just the cost of sight I arrive as myself every single night
