[Instrumental Intro – distant piano, ambient pad, faint glitch noise] ... [Verse 1 – soft piano, minimal sub bass] Pressure building under me Like the floor might give away Everyone keeps moving forward I just freeze in place Bills and deadlines on my phone Names I haven’t called in months I say I’ll reach out tomorrow But tomorrow never comes [Pre-Chorus – clean guitar, light percussion] Why was it easier back then When all we had was time Now every plan needs effort And every text feels like a line [Chorus – soft drums, layered vocals] I drift back to eighteen When nothing felt this heavy Late nights, cheap dreams And we thought we had forever Now I’m staring at the ceiling Wondering what changed Why does loving feel harder As we age [Instrumental Break – shimmering synth, bass pulse] ... [Verse 2 – piano, subtle trap hi hats] I can work until I’m numb Chase the goals I said I’d chase But I can’t keep friendships steady They just slowly fade away Why does calling feel like pressure Why does silence feel like shame Why can’t I just do the things That used to feel so plain [Rap Verse – 808 bass, restrained beat] Yeah I’m good at showing up to work Bad at showing up for people Got ambition in my pocket But connection feels illegal I can move across the country Chase a check without a blink But I can’t reply to someone When they ask me what I think I don’t know when it got harder I don’t know when it got strange Used to fall into a friendship Now it feels like a stage [Pre-Chorus – drums drop, soft falsetto layer] Maybe I’m just scared Of letting people see That I’m not who I was At eighteen [Build – rising synth texture, glitch percussion] Don’t wake up Stay young Hold on [Drop – warm melodic synth, sidechained bass] ... [Chorus – fuller, emotional lift] I drift back to eighteen Where everything felt simple We’d fight and then forgive Like it was that easy Now I’m staring at the future Feeling out of place Why does loving feel harder As we age [Bridge – piano only, intimate vocal] Maybe nothing’s wrong Maybe this is growing Learning how to hold on Without always knowing [Final Chorus – layered vocals, hopeful tone] I’m not eighteen But I’m still breathing Maybe it’s just different Not broken, just changing [Outro – ambient pad fade] ...

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