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A quirky anthem about ADHD brains running on chaos, caffeine, and accidental genius. Fast thoughts, random quests, zero chill Like 👍 Share 🔁 Comment 💬 Subscribe 🔔 Lyrics My thoughts crawl slow like a bug stuck in molasses, then sprint off fast like theyre skipping all the classes. I start ten things at once like Im dodging burning ashes, each one sparking up before the last one crashes. I pace through the room like Im mapping out a crime scene, draw lines in my head nobody else has ever seen. Im wired to the chaos, living somewhere in between a storm in my chest, but outside I stay serene. My minds on overdrive, but I still rise, still thrive. If the world says pick one lane, I pick five. Call it messy, call it wild but watch me stay alive. I dont need a perfect rhythm I just make the chaos rhyme. I break rules on accident, call it natural talent, turn chores into quests cause I hate being balanced. Ill clean the whole house just to dodge one call but Ill lift my whole life when Im backed to the wall. My brains like lets fix everything at three am, heart says bro, go to sleep, mind says nah, not again. I joke with myself just to stay in the game dark humors cheaper than therapy, same flame. Ive been sprinting through storms with no map and one shoe, still managed to build a world from the pieces I flew. Yeah, Ive tripped on my thoughts, but I still broke through cause even my worst days hit harder than most do. My minds on overdrive, but I still rise, still thrive. If the world says pick one lane, I pick five. Call it messy, call it wild but watch me stay alive. I dont need a perfect rhythm I just make the chaos rhyme. If I ever focus for more than ten minutes straight, call NASA cause thats a national event, not a trait. Until then, Ill be spinning like a glitchy mixtape, turning every wrong turn into something I create. My minds on overdrive, and thats my drive, my stride. If life says sit still, I say bro, nice try. Let the chaos be my engine, let the wildness keep me alive I dont chase perfection, I just make the noise align.