Noise's from 61

I wake up tossing and turning, talking to shadows on the wall, Paranoia creeping in, like a thief in the night, I stall, Whispers echo in my mind, got me questioning it all, Demons dancing in the corners, plotting my inevitable fall. Nightmares stitched in seams, like a quilt of broken dreams, Scream inside my silence, but it’s buried in the screams, Chasing phantoms in the dark, can’t escape these twisted themes, Reality’s a nightmare, unraveling at the seams. Voices in the attic, got me trapped inside this cage, Pages of my story flipping, trapped in a mental rage, Lost in this labyrinth, every turn a darker stage, Fighting with my shadows, but they’re winning every page. Searching for the light, but the darkness feels so right, Caught between the madness, where the day blends into night, Every flicker of the candle, casting doubt on what’s in sight, I’m a prisoner of my thoughts, and the shadows hold me tight. Keep my circle tight, no room for the snakes, They smile in your face, but they plotting your breaks, I’m sipping on this truth while I’m dodging the fakes, Loyalty’s a treasure, that’s something it takes. They say they ride or die, but they switch like the lanes, When the lights start to flicker, it reveals all the pains, I’m stacking up my blessings, while I’m cutting the chains, Real ones in my corner, we’re dancing in the rains. I’d rather have a few than a crowd full of clowns, They’ll cheer for your rise, but they’ll frown when you’re down, I’m building up my empire, no time for the frowns, With my day ones around, we’ll be wearing the crowns. So I’m focused on the vision, keep the fake in the mist, Quality over quantity, that’s how I persist, In the shadows they linger, but I’m sealing the list, I’d rather keep it small, let the real ones exist.