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The Late-Night Overthinker – A dream pop × alt R&B × indie pop rock × melodic rap confession for anyone who lies awake with memories louder than sleep. This song unravels the spirals of “what if,” the weight of unspoken truths, and the ghosts we only face when the world is quiet.

It’s soft. It’s deep. It’s brutal in its honesty.
Not every war is loud—some happen under blankets at 2AM.

🎶 For everyone who’s ever said “I’m fine” but thought too deep to sleep.

💬 What’s the one thought that always finds you at night?

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The Late-Night Overthinker - Lyrics

Verse 1
Midnight’s tapping on the windowpane,
And my ceiling’s got a movie reel again.
Every laugh I faked, every call I missed,
Every “no” I said when I meant “I wish.”

Streetlights blink like old regrets,
In this room where the silence shouts.
I tell myself I’d change it all—
But would I really, if time allowed?

Pre-Chorus
I fold the blankets like I fold the truth,
Build forts from fears I never outgrew.
Your ghost still lives in my “what if”s,
Whispers soft like a lover's myth.

Chorus
I’m the late-night overthinker,
Sinking slow in thoughts too deep.
If healing comes with sleep,
Why do I lie here, losing me?
A thousand futures I won't live,
Play behind my tired eyes.
All the versions of me I killed,
Just to keep the peace at night.

Verse 2
Talk to the ceiling like it’s God again,
Bleeding doubt through a ballpoint pen.
Hope’s a habit I can’t quit right,
Keeps callin’ me back like a wrong turn light.

Mirror’s cracking from a stare too long,
Told myself I’m strong—but I’m not that strong.
Mistakes age like wine in the chest,
Bittersweet with a burning finesse.

Bridge
You ever feel like the villain in your own daydream?
Trying to outrun echoes that scream?
Tangled in bedsheets and should-have-beens,
Loving too late what might’ve been...

Final Chorus
I’m the late-night overthinker,
Buried in my maybe life.
A thousand “could’ve been”s in ink,
Smudged beneath this sleepless sky.
The silence knows my secret sins,
Still it holds me like a friend.
If I don’t break this loop tonight,
Will it break me in the end?

Outro
Still wide awake, but I’m fading slow,
Moonlight leaking through my shadow’s soul.
One more “what if” to tuck me in,
One more war I lose within.

Breathing deep like I’m not afraid,
Counting scars instead of sheep.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll feel okay—
But tonight, I think too deep…
“…I think too deep…”
“…too deep…”