[Hook]
Ceiling drips my minutes away
Clock ticks like a loaded gun to my brain
Weight on ribs won’t let me breathe today
I count cracks in the wall just to stay sane
Drip, drip, drip – that’s my pulse in the drain
Drip, drip, drip – nobody calls my name
Drip, drip, drip – I’m the ghost in the frame
Drip, drip, drip – still stuck in the same
[Verse 1]
Blanket armor plated with yesterday’s sweat
Screen glow surgery on eyes bloodshot red
Notifications dead like the promises said
I scroll through my worth measured in unread
Kitchen light flickers Morse code for regret
Fridge hums lullabies nobody sang yet
Mirror shows a stranger wearing my debt
He mouths “give up” – I nod, no contest
[Pre-Hook]
Every breath feels borrowed
Every step feels followed
Every second hollowed
I’m just debt embodied
[Hook]
Ceiling drips my minutes away
Clock ticks like a loaded gun to my brain
Weight on ribs won’t let me breathe today
I count cracks in the wall just to stay sane
Drip, drip, drip – that’s my pulse in the drain
Drip, drip, drip – nobody calls my name
Drip, drip, drip – I’m the ghost in the frame
Drip, drip, drip – burn me out the shame
[Verse 2]
Pills on the desk doing geometry
Forming perfect circles of escape from me
Mom’s voicemail fossilized since twenty-three
I play it on loop just to hear someone speak
Shower runs cold cause the heat gave up
Same as my lungs when the grief climbs up
Floorboards creak like they wanna talk
But even the house knows I’m already lost
[Bridge]
If I disappear tonight
Would the rain even notice the difference
If I delete every fight
Would the silence finally feel like forgiveness
[Breakdown]
Cut the feed
Cut the feed
Cut the feed
Let me bleed
Let me bleed
Let me bleed
[Verse 3]
Thoughts doing donuts inside my skull
Tires screeching on memories dull
Gas tank empty but the engine still howls
Pedal to the floor of a car that won’t go
Shadow in the corner sharpening knives
Made of every word I never told my life
He hands me the blade carved “you’ll be fine”
I laugh till the blood tastes like cheap red wine
[Final Hook]
Ceiling drips my minutes away
Clock ticks like a loaded gun to my brain
Weight on ribs won’t let me breathe today
I count cracks in the wall just to stay
Drip… drip… drip…
Drip… drip…
Drip…
Drip…
[Outro – only vinyl runout groove + faint heartbeat fading]
…still here
…still here
…still
…still
…gone