Time Lapse
Time Lapse: Battling Demons, Racing Against Time
Lyrics
I stay awake
I remain awake.
I am scared of sleeping
I fear sleeping.
I grab my pills try to kill that demon
I attempt to overcome my fears with medication.
No time for sleep
I don't have time to sleep.
There’s no time for sleep
Emphasizing the lack of time available for sleep.
My wits stunned I become so dizzy
I feel disoriented and overwhelmed.
but all my shit keeps me so damn busy
Despite feeling overwhelmed, I am preoccupied with my responsibilities.
No room to breathe
No space for relaxation or respite.
There’s no room to breathe
Highlighting the absence of breathing room.
What’s the time
Pondering the passing of time.
I know it’s ticking away
Awareness of time slipping away.
Am I right
Uncertainty about being correct or on the right path.
I don’t know what to say
Expressing a lack of words or confusion.
Tell me why
Seeking an explanation for the deterioration of communication.
My words begin to decay
Witnessing the decline of one's ability to express thoughts.
And I waste my time
Wasting time by struggling against inner fears.
by fighting against my fright
Efforts to redesign and improve life amidst challenges.
while I’m trying to redesign
The struggle to reshape the progression of time.
the time lapse of my life
Attempting to control the passing of time in one's life.
And I’m running to catch more time
Actively pursuing more time.
I’m driving out of my mind
Feeling mentally overwhelmed and chaotic.
while I’m trying to stem the tide
Trying to resist or control overwhelming challenges.
Slowly head and heart collide
A gradual collision of thoughts and emotions.
in the time lapse of my life
Reflecting on the passage of time and its impact.
Every day is like a creeping sickness
Every day feels like a slow deterioration of well-being.
but I’d never dare to show my weakness
Despite struggles, concealing vulnerabilities from others.
I’m sick for the adrenaline
Craving the excitement of challenges despite difficulties.
All around me I see daily business
Observing the routine and monotony of daily life.
and I am forced to be my silent witness
Being a passive observer of one's own life.
And I can’t see what I’m meant to be
Feeling uncertain about one's purpose or identity.
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