after dealing with night terrors for a long time, i wanted to write something that felt the way they actually happen instead of romanticising them.
that split second where you wake up and don’t fully know what’s real yet. your body reacting before your brain catches up. old voices, panic, memories and fear all crashing together at once while you’re trying to pull yourself back out of it.
“Wake Me Before It Starts” was built around that feeling physically. the slow tension, the sudden impact, the loss of control, then the exhaustion afterwards.
still figuring out my sound and learning as i go, but this one felt a little too honest not to release.
take from it what you need 💗
