Lyric

To-do lists echoing deep inside my brain

I hear the sirens, I feel the strain

But for once, I’m locking every door

"Not today," I whisper to the floor

Afternoon light dancing on the wall

Shadows moving, while I choose to fall—

Into the cushions, into the space

I’m the only thing that’s staying in its place

Heartbeat’s fast, but my body’s lead

Trying to quiet the ghosts in my head

I’m busy doing absolutely nothing

I’m just taking back my time

The world is racing, chasing for something

But I’m standing on this line

It’s not a breakdown, it’s not a freeze

I’ll be fine, just let me be

A little late to the party of life

But that’s okay, I’m cutting the strife

Open books on a desk of white

The pages are blank in the fading light

A mountain of "laters" starts to grow

I know, I know—but I’ve got nowhere to go

Guilt and Anxiety, uninvited guests

Sitting on the chair, putting me to the test

But I won’t get up, I won’t move an inch

Today, I’m the one who won’t flinch

When night falls down and the air gets cold

I’ll tell tomorrow me to not be so bold

Don’t be mad, don’t try to fix

This moment of peace is the only mix

Just one pause before the start

A little kindness for a tired heart

I’m busy doing absolutely nothing

Still breathing, still alive

The world can keep on rushing for something

I’m staying here to survive

Meaningless hours, a beautiful stall

I’m not moving, I’m letting it fall

Still

Still

I’m busy doing nothing