I feel I’m looking through a window,
but only from the other side.
My thoughts are slippery and hollow,
redundant echoes I can’t hide.Verse 2
I’m stuck inside a weird clear bubble.
My face feels numb, my fingers strain
to grasp a world that floats above me—
my eyes are sore, my voice, in pain.
Pre-Chorus
And I—
I talked myself into letting go,
begged the silence not to show…
Chorus
Crawl back to the night,
where shadows hold me tight.
When the world feels too unreal,
and it hurts too much to feel.
Crawl back to the night—
where I don’t have to fight.
Sometimes I’m drowning in the fake,
sometimes I’m burning in the hate.
Verse 3
I asked myself to let it wither,
to drop the weight and drift away.
But I’m still here, a quiet shiver,
inside a shell I didn’t make.
Pre-Chorus
And I –
I told myself to just survive,
but I don’t know if I’m alive…
Chorus
Crawl back to the night,
where shadows hold me tight.
When the world feels too surreal,
and it’s too much just to feel.
Crawl back to the night—
I’ve lost the will to fight.
Sometimes I’m numb behind the glass,
watching days and people pass.
Bridge
I slip…
I slide…
I hide…
I fade…
Final Chorus
Crawl back to the night,
where nothing needs to be right.
When the world turns sharp and pale,
and I don’t know how to heal.
Crawl back to the night…
Let me vanish from the light.
Sometimes it’s better not to see—
sometimes I wish I wasn’t me.
