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I feel my pulse in my teeth, in my hands, in my throat
Every quiet second feels like a warning note
Nothing's really wrong, but it feels like it is
Every tiny moment turns into "what-ifs"
Did I say too much or not enough?
Replay every word like a crime scene cut
"Did I lock the door? Did I send that file?"
Check it again just to breathe for a while
There's a loose thread in my head I pull
And the more I tug, the less I'm full
Everything is emergency
Even when it's nothing, it terrifies me
Heartbeat hits like a casualty
Body screaming at invisible enemies
Everything is emergency
Fire alarms going off in my head
Re-thinking every word I just said
No one else can smell the smoke
But I am already starting to choke
Typing and deleting the same dumb "Hey"
Overthinking how it reads three different ways
You ask me out, I say "Some other time"
When what I mean is "I'm stuck in my mind"
Eyes on the floor in a crowded room
Smile on my mouth, brain full of doom
I rehearse my lines, I rehearse my laugh
Then forget how to speak when you actually ask
Everything feels emergency
My brain keeps screaming, "Act with urgency"
Every second surging me
Like I'm on trial just for existing
Guilty plea
Little tremor in my chest
Is it nothing, is it death?
Standing in line, just buying bread
But my body thinks I'm hanging by a thread
Panic hits when they go off script
Supposed to be a hi and bye, then dip
Everything is emergency
Please don't tell me "Just relax, you're fine"
Every ping, every pause, every "Can we talk?"
Meeting on Monday? Cool, now you ruined my weekend's mind
Everything is emergency
I flinch at footsteps down the hall
No one else hears sirens
But I hear them all
I know the stats, I know the science
I know it's my nervous system's defiance
Every warning label, every safety fence
Is just to scar the world worse from some old incident
All these rails and signs and yellow lines
Someone paid in blood for those designs
So when my brain screams "danger" for no reason
I get why it learned to live in that season
Every twinge is a symptom
Every cough is a sign
Doctor, Google says I've died for the 99th time
"I'm being dramatic," I say with a grin
While the floor feels like it's caving in
You say "it's fine," I nod on cue
But my brain reruns the worst case view
I know it's irrational, I know it's extreme
But fear doesn't care what you know
It cares what you feel in the seams
Everything is emergency
I'm tired of living in red alert
Nothing's on fire in this room
But my chest still hurts
Everything is emergency
Even when I know I'm safe
I hang on to the smallest truth
I'm more than this frantic state