Track

Thinking

By ZEKUOIA
34 Plays

My skull is a crowded room on fire Too much data, too much light A relentless, flickering feed Bleeding into my eyes Robbing me of sleep Robbing me of breath I am rotting in the bleachers A spectator to everything Everywhere, all the time My brain won't shut its mouth Even in sleep, dragging me through dirt Solving useless puzzles just to hand me the bill I am so sick of thinking Drag me to the dark, thick woods Bury me beneath the silent pine needles No screens, no noise, no pages No progress to be made Do not move a single leaf Do not fix anything Do not give me answers I don't want a dream, I don't want a thought I just want the world... To finally stop touching me.

genre

Electronic

mood

Melancholy
Released 7/29/26, 3m 24s