Restless Still

[Verse 1] I can’t tell if I’m moving or just being moved, every street looks the same — maybe that’s the proof. I keep rewriting reasons, but they fade mid-sentence, every plan I build dies of indifference. Sleep stares back like it knows my name, I talk to the ceiling, silence tells the blame. Even my peace feels counterfeit and thin, like someone else’s calm I’m borrowing again. [Verse 2] I try to breathe in rhythm, but my chest misfires, mind’s an ancient battlefield — scorched, no wires. I eat routine, drink time, but I’m still unfed, got a war in my ribs and a riot in my head. Every mirror shows ghosts I almost became, every heartbeat frames me in someone else's name. I chase stillness like it owes me debt, but every second alive is a second I regret. [Hook] I’m collapsing in patterns, detached from the matter, each fragment shatters, reforming the fracture. I’m a passenger, scavenger, tangled in static, half manic mechanic of habits traumatic. Rest is a rumor, I never could fake it, truth is a drug, I’m too raw to take it. I’m stuck in my skin, I’m pacing the walls, the silence gets louder each time it falls. Every thought’s a storm that refuses to land, I’m bleeding in Morse code from a trembling hand. If calm ever called, I’d hang up the line, ‘cause chaos and I—we’ve learned to rhyme. [Bridge] Some nights I think I’m fine — until fine starts to scream again [Verse 3] I used to dream of peace like a place I could find, now it’s smoke that curls through veins in my mind. People call it burnout — I call it being awake, seeing the world too clear for my own sake. I smile in public, rot in disguise, my restlessness whispers — at least you tried. I’ve built my whole life just trying to stand still, but stillness keeps running, and I chase it still. [Outro] I want to rest, I swear I do. But peace doesn’t visit people like me. It passes through — like I was never there.