I Been Slippin Slow

Описание: I been movin’ through the nights like I’m half-awake,
same bruise, same bottle, same habits I take.
Tryna quiet down a mind that refuse to break,
every thought hit sharp like a static quake.

Room dim, chest tight, heartbeat stutter,
breath smell smoke and regret and clutter.
Can’t slow down, I just drown it louder,
chasin’ any feelin’ that don’t feel sour.

“you’re losing it…”

I don’t chase highs, I chase escape,
chase the quiet that the drugs reshape.
Chase the parts of me I can’t locate,
livin’ in a loop I can’t amputate.

Hands tremble like they know my sins,
pulse skip beats just to check who wins.
Mirror show a man that’s wearin’ thin—
half of me gone, the rest cave in.

Still breathin’, but barely in control,
still drinkin’, tryna fill the hole.
Every night feel close to overload,
but I keep walkin’ down that same old road.

I been slippin’ slow—
just hopin’ no one notice.
Pourin’ out the pain
’cause the quiet get the closest.
Smoke fill my lungs
like a prayer I never wrote, it's
easier to fade
than to face what I been holdin’.

I’m fine— I swear—
that’s the lie I keep repeatin’.
If the truth too loud,
I’ll drown it till it’s beaten.
Whole damn world feel heavy this evenin’,
but numb feel warm—
and that’s the only thing I’m needin’.

I been livin’ in the shadows of my own damn chest,
tellin’ everybody “I’m good,” but stressed.
Drugs hit soft like a makeshift rest,
but the comedown bite like a failed test.

“don’t stop now…” (whisper)

Sink in deeper when the room go still,
brain start talkin’ like it’s king of the hill.
Anxiety tap-dance where the dread refill,
and I drink just enough to kill the kill.

Got ghosts in the corners I don’t invite,
whispers in the dark say “you ain’t right.”
Lose myself slow when the sky lose light,
ain’t slept clean in a long-ass night.

Every move feel forced, every step feel tight,
I been runnin’ from myself like I’m scared of sight.
Used to fight back— now I just… fight,
push through the burn till it feel alright.

Some days I’m calm,
some days I break,
some days I vanish
with every breath I take.
Tryna stay grounded
but the ground ain’t safe,
livin’ in a mind
that don’t give grace.

“just breathe… you won’t.” (whisper)

I been slippin’ slow—
just hopin’ no one notice.
Pourin’ out the pain
’cause the quiet get the closest.
Smoke fill my lungs
like a prayer I never wrote, it's
easier to fade
than to face what I been holdin’.

I’m fine— I swear—
that’s the lie I keep repeatin’.
If the truth too loud,
I’ll drown it till it’s beaten.
Whole damn world feel heavy this evenin’,
but numb feel warm—
and that’s the only thing I’m needin’.

So I drift,
half here,
half ghost,
no rush,
no host.
Just a man tryna outrun the echoes he wrote—
“fade slow…
stay low…
don’t let go…”