Verse 1 I wrote the word “fine” fourteen times today Like repetition makes it real, like saying it enough Will quiet all the noise that lives inside my chest The clinical kind - they gave it names But names don’t make it stop
I forget what I walked in here for I forget the middle of my sentences I forget what my own face looked like Before all of this
Pre-Chorus And I’m talking to myself again The only one who listens close enough The conversation goes in circles And I’m running out of me to trust
Chorus I’m off the wall, should I call Spinning out and talking to the ceiling Off the wall, continue to fall Can’t tell the difference between thinking and just feeling I know the symptoms, read the definitions But knowing doesn’t stop the room from tilting I’m off the wall And I can’t find the floor
Verse 2 Anxiety is just a word until It’s 3am and every single fear Has pulled up chairs and settled in for good And won’t stop whispering that I was never As okay as I looked
Depression is just a word until The guitar in the corner hasn’t moved in weeks And I can’t remember why I used to love it Can’t remember what it feels like to just breathe
Pre-Chorus Talking to myself again She sounds so tired, the girl inside my head Keeps asking are you okay, are you okay And I don’t have an answer left
Chorus I’m off the wall, should I call Spinning out and talking to the ceiling Off the wall, continue to fall Can’t tell the difference between thinking and just feeling I know the symptoms, read the definitions But knowing doesn’t stop the room from tilting I’m off the wall And I can’t find the floor
Bridge Hey, I hear you I know you’re scared I know the spinning doesn’t stop Just because you know it’s spinning
Hey, you’re still here That counts for something You made it through the last time You’ll make it through this one
You are not the diagnosis You are not the 3am You are not the thing that scares you You are still, somehow, still here
Outro Still spinning Still here Still spinning Still here Still me Still me Still me