
Restless Reckoning
sleep, emotional, male vocals, hip-hop with folk influences, emo, and male vocals blending emo energy with raw aggression, hip-hop, banjo loops, hardcore, rap, folk, driving beats
MadMesser·2:50

2:50
Restless Reckoning
sleep, emotional, male vocals, hip-hop with folk influences, emo, and male vocals blending emo energy with raw aggression, hip-hop, banjo loops, hardcore, rap, folk, driving beats
Creator: MadMesserRelease Date: August 6, 2025
Lyrics
[Verse]
Eyes redder than Mars, veins runnin’ like a creek,
42 days, or maybe it’s 43, I can’t speak.
Banjo pluckin’ sorrow, it’s singin’ my defeat,
Countin’ sheep but they all turn wolves, no relief.
Clock ticks like a bomb strapped to my chest,
Puffin' on clouds, tryna force some rest.
But the green don’t mend what’s broken inside,
Sleep's a ghost, and I'm haunted every night.
[Chorus]
Insomnia’s a fistfight, can’t win, I’m weak,
Eyes close but my mind screams, sharp as a beak.
I smoke to forget, I burn to believe,
But the weight of no sleep won’t let me breathe.
[Verse 2]
Banjo wailin’ sorrow, strings cut through my ribs,
Thoughts dancin’ in my head like apocalypse vids.
Staggerin’ on the edge, a zombie in disguise,
43 nights, no dreams, just bloodshot skies.
Pill bottles empty, shadows talkin’ loud,
Demons in my mirror, my head lost in a crowd.
I’m awake, and the world’s asleep, what a curse,
The banjo strums my eulogy, verse by verse.
[Bridge]
No lullabies, just the hum of my despair,
Air tastes like ashes, silence fills the air.
42 days, a marathon I can’t quit,
The banjo plays my anthem, strings snap, I spit.
Eyes redder than Mars, veins runnin’ like a creek,
42 days, or maybe it’s 43, I can’t speak.
Banjo pluckin’ sorrow, it’s singin’ my defeat,
Countin’ sheep but they all turn wolves, no relief.
Clock ticks like a bomb strapped to my chest,
Puffin' on clouds, tryna force some rest.
But the green don’t mend what’s broken inside,
Sleep's a ghost, and I'm haunted every night.
[Chorus]
Insomnia’s a fistfight, can’t win, I’m weak,
Eyes close but my mind screams, sharp as a beak.
I smoke to forget, I burn to believe,
But the weight of no sleep won’t let me breathe.
[Verse 2]
Banjo wailin’ sorrow, strings cut through my ribs,
Thoughts dancin’ in my head like apocalypse vids.
Staggerin’ on the edge, a zombie in disguise,
43 nights, no dreams, just bloodshot skies.
Pill bottles empty, shadows talkin’ loud,
Demons in my mirror, my head lost in a crowd.
I’m awake, and the world’s asleep, what a curse,
The banjo strums my eulogy, verse by verse.
[Bridge]
No lullabies, just the hum of my despair,
Air tastes like ashes, silence fills the air.
42 days, a marathon I can’t quit,
The banjo plays my anthem, strings snap, I spit.
