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点击复制Start button - KMurdock Music Group
My screens are carvable tabs that I won't touch
Calendar dings, I swipe it like yep, soon enough
To-do list grinning at me with a hundred squares
I draw a star then stare then breathe the same old air
I tell myself one step, then mess around instead
I bookmark dreams and call it keeping them fed
Got gym shoes, clean playlists, meme but I stall
I hype the plan, duck the plan, that's all
Alarms taught me how to sing and snooze on cue
A pep talk in the mirror turned into later you
I practice speeches I'll give when I finally move
But the couch keeps winning with all that lazy attitude
I know the map, the notes, the prize I'm after
Still stuck at the gate, punching in fake passwords
I'm loud about wanting quiet when it's time
I clap on two and four but I miss the line
I keep saying, five more minutes
Let the clock owe me a favor
Every path looks paved from here
Till the first step asks for labor
Say it with me, I need a spark I can trust
Something small that can drag me up out this hush
I'm a headline with no story typed in
Big talk, no motion in the lens
Still hands up, countdown, somebody press start
I'll clap on the two and the four with my heart
Everything waits on a finger and a thumb
But I can't find the start button
I'm watching strangers win the things I swore I'd try
I'll stay there posting, save excuses by the pile
I'm fluent in after lunch, after I clean
After the weekend, after anything
I buy the book then highlight only page one
I plan to run then plan a nap I haven't won
The voice inside goes move then the couch goes nah
I'm a hype man for plans I never saw
Friends stay slide through out here making noise
I send three fire emojis, stay home with my toys
I lay out steps like tracks then I miss the train
Tell myself progress but I'm jogging in place again
I even pray for a sign I'd actually follow
But it's always a little task I swallow
I'm tired of being famous to my future self
I want receipts, not dreams on the shelf
I keep saying, give me space
But the room's already paid for
Every plan sounds sweet at night
Till the daylight asks me to show more
Say it with me, I need a spark I can trust
Something small that can drag me up out this hush
I'm a headline with no story typed in
Big talk, no motion in the lens
Still hands up, countdown, somebody press start
I'll clap on the two and the four with my heart
Everything waits on a finger and a thumb
But I can't find the start button
Give me one tiny yes I can stack on the next
Not a mountain, just a curb I can step
Skip the speech, put the first brick down
I'll trade a crown for ten minutes now
Call me out, call me in, call it done when it's begun
I don't need perfect
I need one
So here's the deal, I'll lace one shoe at a time
I'll write one line, not the novel in my mind
I'll do one push-up, send one email out
Count one win louder than a thousand doubts
If I pause, you can chant in the background choir
Light me up with a clap till my feet find fire
I don't need the ocean, just a drop to start
I don't need the finish, just a place to park
Say it with me, I found a spark I can trust
Something small that can drag me up out this hush
Now the headline's got a story typed in
Small step, next step, then again, again
Hands up, countdown, I finally press start
I'll clap on the two and the four with my heart
Everything moves with a finger and a thumb
I just found the start button
Just found it, start button
We on it
Start button, keep pressing
Start button, I just found the start button