Made It to Morning

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Made It to Morning lyrics

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Intro

Door click, room hum, screen blue on the board One bottle by the fader, same chair, same cord Mouse click, deep breath, let the whole room warm Two AM again, made it to morning

Verse 1

Lot so empty I can hear the light buzz over it Key turns slow, foam walls hold what I don't say to them Monitors wake up, AC got that low church hum I sit one minute in the chair before I touch nothin' Same bottle by my hand, same tilt to the screen glow Fourteen months back I'd be three deep where I ain't wanna go Small talk, fake laugh, jacket on, eyes gone Now it's just the room tone and the beat comin' on

Pre-chorus

Phone dark, door locked, night don't need a witness I used to chase a crowd, now I chase the sentence

Chorus

Two AM, three AM, I stay where the boards lit Four AM, five AM, I trade noise for focus Six AM, sky pink, wheels hum, no warning I ain't chasin' nothin', I just made it to morning Made it to morning Made it to morning

Verse 2

Buzz on the desk, group chat flashin' from the function Bottle tops, smoke cloud, everybody lookin' like somethin' "You still alive bro?", type back, delete twice Type a joke, erase it, let the screen lose light Phone face-down like a prayer I ain't ready to read Open up a blank session, let the cursor breathe Wasn't even the drink, it was bein' inside it Belongin' got loud, so I came where it's quiet

Pre-chorus

Mic pop, hat comes in, soft hiss in the distance Lonely got a clean shirt, people call it discipline

Chorus

Verse 3

Headphones on in the booth, verse about some whole other thing But between takes I talk low like the room know everything About my father's glass clink, ice knockin' on the sink About wakin' in my car one night too far to even think Street I didn't know, seat back wet from my neck Sun risin' wrong, keys still there, hands full of regret Truth ain't always in the bars, sometimes it's in the air In that three-second silence after "run it back" in there

Bridge

"Just checkin' in..." nah, let me say it clean I don't miss the burn, I miss the blur it used to bring I miss havin' an excuse for every jagged little thing This way got my face in HD Still here though, call me back when you wake

Verse 4

Go back to the board, pad bloom under the bass Five AM put a little honesty all over my face Not better, just visible, that's the hard part No fog on the mirror, every crack got sharp Still I line the take up, still I stay with the breath Still I let the room settle instead of rushin' the mess One note starts to hold like light under the door Morning ain't applause, it's a chance at one more

Verse 5

Small window turns pink, session bar hits end Export in real time, hear the hard drive spin Wrap the cord, kill the lamp, one last look at the booth Headphones on the mic stand like somebody told the truth Parking lot still empty, but the world ain't asleep Windows down on the drive, let the silence ride with me No song on the speakers, no speech, no big meaning Just tires on the road and another day beginning

Chorus

Outro

Ignition, birds, cold air through the open Water bottle rolls once New day Hard stop

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