
Rewind - ICU
Alternative Hip-Hop, Alt-Rap, Indie pop-rap
ICU𓂀·3:12

3:12
Rewind - ICU
Alternative Hip-Hop, Alt-Rap, Indie pop-rap
Creator: ICU𓂀Release Date: September 9, 2025
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah…
I told myself I’d chill out,
But my brain didn’t get the memo.
Guess we’re doin’ this again.
doin’ this again.
doin’ this again.
[Verse 1]
Wake up, mind’s runnin’ laps on repeat,
Talkin’ to myself like I’m stuck in the street,
Every thought’s got a megaphone screamin’ at me,
Like, “Don’t mess up, don’t mess up!”
Bills on the table, dreams on delay,
Tryna make ‘em meet but they runnin’ away,
Fake smile locked like a code on my face,
Everybody’s fine — but nobody’s okay.
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep chasin’ echoes,
But the echoes chase me back,
I can’t find the volume switch
On the panic that I lack.
[Chorus]
I wanna press rewind,
Go back to a time
When the worst thing I could lose
Was my Saturday night.
I wanna pause this frame,
But the clock won’t wait,
I keep runnin’ from myself
And I’m losin’ the race.
Ohhh-oh-oh, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Voices talkin’, I pretend I’m fine,
Scrollin’ through my brain like a bottomless line,
Everybody says “man, you’ll get there in time,”
But my “there” feels nothin’ like mine.
Pockets of peace, but they slip through my sleeve,
Holdin’ my breath ‘cause it’s hard to believe,
All these walls got nothin’ to give,
Still I’m singin’ like it helps me live.
[Bridge]
Yeah, maybe I’m overthinkin’,
Or maybe I’m thinkin’ just enough to know
I never stop thinkin’.
Every thought’s a hallway with a locked door,
I keep tryin’ keys but I’m not sure
If I wanna know what I’m searchin’ for,
Or if I’m just scared I’ll find it.
[slightly faster, anxious undertone]
I trade my calm for a little control,
But control’s a coin with a hole in the fold,
And it slips right through, so I hold, then fold…
Yeah, my brain loves playin’ mind tricks.
Maybe I’m fine.
Maybe I’m not.
Maybe I’m somewhere…
In between the two spots.
[Final Chorus]
I wanna press rewind,
Go back to a time
When the worst thing I could lose
Was my Saturday night.
I wanna pause this frame,
But the clock won’t wait,
I keep runnin’ from myself
And I’m losin’ the race.
Yeah, I’m losin’ the race… ohhh-oh-oh, yeah, yeah
[END]
[End]
Yeah…
I told myself I’d chill out,
But my brain didn’t get the memo.
Guess we’re doin’ this again.
doin’ this again.
doin’ this again.
[Verse 1]
Wake up, mind’s runnin’ laps on repeat,
Talkin’ to myself like I’m stuck in the street,
Every thought’s got a megaphone screamin’ at me,
Like, “Don’t mess up, don’t mess up!”
Bills on the table, dreams on delay,
Tryna make ‘em meet but they runnin’ away,
Fake smile locked like a code on my face,
Everybody’s fine — but nobody’s okay.
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep chasin’ echoes,
But the echoes chase me back,
I can’t find the volume switch
On the panic that I lack.
[Chorus]
I wanna press rewind,
Go back to a time
When the worst thing I could lose
Was my Saturday night.
I wanna pause this frame,
But the clock won’t wait,
I keep runnin’ from myself
And I’m losin’ the race.
Ohhh-oh-oh, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Voices talkin’, I pretend I’m fine,
Scrollin’ through my brain like a bottomless line,
Everybody says “man, you’ll get there in time,”
But my “there” feels nothin’ like mine.
Pockets of peace, but they slip through my sleeve,
Holdin’ my breath ‘cause it’s hard to believe,
All these walls got nothin’ to give,
Still I’m singin’ like it helps me live.
[Bridge]
Yeah, maybe I’m overthinkin’,
Or maybe I’m thinkin’ just enough to know
I never stop thinkin’.
Every thought’s a hallway with a locked door,
I keep tryin’ keys but I’m not sure
If I wanna know what I’m searchin’ for,
Or if I’m just scared I’ll find it.
[slightly faster, anxious undertone]
I trade my calm for a little control,
But control’s a coin with a hole in the fold,
And it slips right through, so I hold, then fold…
Yeah, my brain loves playin’ mind tricks.
Maybe I’m fine.
Maybe I’m not.
Maybe I’m somewhere…
In between the two spots.
[Final Chorus]
I wanna press rewind,
Go back to a time
When the worst thing I could lose
Was my Saturday night.
I wanna pause this frame,
But the clock won’t wait,
I keep runnin’ from myself
And I’m losin’ the race.
Yeah, I’m losin’ the race… ohhh-oh-oh, yeah, yeah
[END]
[End]
