
Autopilot
alternative rock, grunge

Autopilot
alternative rock, grunge
Lyrics
This song was produced in version 4.5+
for a slightly more realistic, raw instrument sound.
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Same bus, same stop, every morning
Same delay, same scrolling screen
Someone laughs across the aisle
I don’t know what that even means
Coffee cooling on the counter
Notifications fill the air
I keep nodding in conversations
But I’m never really there
I keep moving like it matters
But it doesn’t change a thing
Everything just keeps repeating
Like it’s set on auto-play
I can see the hours passing
But I’m not inside the day
I respond to every question
Like I’m reading off a line
If I stopped and really thought it
Would I say the same reply?
Messages I never open
Tabs I never fully read
Every plan gets pushed to later
Every want turns into need
People ask me how I’m doing
I just say I’m doing fine
It’s easier than explaining
What I can’t quite define
There’s a pressure in the silence
Like a word I can’t recall
I’m not lost, just overloaded
Too much noise to understand
Every thought gets interrupted
Before it even has a chance
Every step feels automatic
Like I’m following a script
And I never chose the direction
I just learned to not resist
Maybe I should take a minute
Let the noise just pass me by
No more trying to keep up with
Every signal flying by
Maybe if I sit in silence
Long enough to let it clear
I can hear a different answer
That was always buried here
I can stop the repetition
I don’t have to play along
I can question every pattern
Even if it feels all wrong
Every second I take back now
Starts to feel a little mine
Not just filling up the hours
But deciding how to spend time
Same bus, same stop, every morning
But I finally look around
There’s a space between the moments
And I’m starting to slow down
