Staring at the clock it’s a ghost in the dark

Every tick a scream every tock a spark

The walls lean in like they’ve got a plan

I reach for the door but it slips through my hand

Every breath feels like a dare

Every thought a trap laid bare

Still stuck here spinning in the same old room

Still stuck here waiting for the air to bloom

Round and round like a needle on a groove

Still stuck here with nothing left to prove

The ceiling whispers secrets I don’t wanna know

The floor’s a mirror reflecting my shadow

I tried to run but my feet won’t move

Tried to sing but I lost my groove

Every step feels like a game

Every choice just ends the same

Still stuck here spinning in the same old room

Still stuck here waiting for the air to bloom

Round and round like a needle on a groove

Still stuck here with nothing left to prove