Still Awake

This track comes from the late-night hours when Aaron's guard comes down and honesty replaces performance. It tackles The moment when the world goes quiet but your mind gets loud. Every unfinished conversation, every unsent text, every decision replaying on loop.. The lyrics get specific — "But they haven't, they're just circling like seagulls over Folly" — because personal tracks on Majik's are personal for real, not performatively. The trip-hop production matches the energy of the confession. It hits restless and introspective, in that order. Every personal track in the catalogue comes from a real moment, a real feeling, a real person. This one is no exception.

[verse 1] Phone says three-oh-seven but my brain says it's noon Four tabs open, two ideas, one half-written tune The ceiling fan is counting out the seconds that I waste Lying here pretending that my thoughts have found their place But they haven't, they're just circling like seagulls over Folly Picking at the scraps of every almost and every folly [chorus] Still awake, still awake Every thought I buried crawls back for my sake Still awake, still awake The whole world's sleeping but I'm wide awake And the dark don't scare me half as much as quiet does Because quiet is when I hear the man I really was [verse 2] Should've called her back in twenty-nineteen, maybe twenty-one Should've said I'm sorry before the sorry came undone Should've taken that meeting, shouldn't have sent that text Every should and shouldn't stacking up against my chest I built a whole platform but I can't build a switch To turn off the replay of every single glitch [chorus] Still awake, still awake Every thought I buried crawls back for my sake Still awake, still awake The whole world's sleeping but I'm wide awake And the dark don't scare me half as much as quiet does Because quiet is when I hear the man I really was [bridge] Maybe that's the cost of a mind that won't stop building Always architecting, always problem-solving, always filling Every gap with work so I don't have to feel the gap But at three AM there ain't no code to patch [verse 3] So I let it wash, let the thoughts come in like tide Folly Beach at midnight, nowhere left to hide Maybe being still awake's the only honest time I've got When the CEO shuts up and just the human talks [outro] Still awake And maybe that's okay Maybe three AM is when the real me Finally gets to say something