Genre: Alt Pop / Electro
Tone: Vulnerable, nocturnal, mental health focus
Perspective: Third person
Lyrics:
(Verse 1)
It’s 2 a.m. and he’s still wide awake,
Thoughts like thunder, won’t give him a break.
The world outside’s asleep and calm,
But inside, it’s a ticking bomb.
She’s pacing circles in her mind,
Replaying scenes she can’t rewind.
Every little thing she said or did,
Feels like a weight she can’t get rid.
(Pre-Chorus)
They’re strangers, but the same,
Alone with the night and their shame.
Eyes wide, in the same war zone,
Fighting battles on their own.
(Chorus)
Anxious at 2 a.m.,
He’s not okay, but he won’t tell them.
Scrolling for peace, finding none,
Waiting for sleep that never comes.
Heartbeat fast like it’s a chase,
Tears fall slow in a silent place.
They’re millions wide-awake again,
Anxious at 2 a.m.
(Verse 2)
She checks the clock, again it’s late,
But time don’t care about the weight.
Blanket feels like chains tonight,
No dreams come, only fright.
He replays that awkward call,
That joke he made, now feels so small.
Anxiety turns minutes to years,
Breathing through imaginary fears.
(Bridge)
Nobody knows the storm they hide,
Behind tired eyes and a morning smile.
But if they could see the broken light,
They’d know they’re not alone tonight.
(Final Chorus)
Anxious at 2 a.m.,
Trying not to break again.
Whispers loud inside their head,
Wishing for quiet instead.
They’re not weak, they’re just real,
Trying to numb what they still feel.
Somewhere, they’d make good friends —
If not anxious at 2 a.m.
