MyP

All brought together
submissively to the ring
Looking for a purpose
Didn’t know who to bring
No reason to allow
Calling from a distance
Loud
You might be around
But itching for addictive sounds

Call me
I won’t be
Maybe just another day
Meet me
It won’t be
Just another mindless play

Seeking an emergency
8 seconds fantasy
Feeding the insanity
Calling for calamities
I know you know the feel
I’m Incapable to deal
Underneath my skin
crawling but I still can’t feel

Call me
I won’t be
Maybe just another day
Meet me
It won’t be
Just another mindless play

I’m in town tonight
And I thought
Make up for the wrong
Being strong
Maybe not
We never get along

Each day is close enough
To not another day
Violate the natural course
My last day
My decay
Maybe not today
Won’t delay
I finally found my way

Call me
I won’t be
Maybe just another day
Meet me
It won’t be
Just another mindless play

About the song

"MyP" really came out of this place where I’ve been feeling stuck between trying to hold it all together and just wanting to let everything spin out of control.

The title doesn’t really mean anything—it’s just a sound that feels right when you say it, almost like when you're so in your head that nothing needs to make sense, it just needs to feel good for a second.

I think a lot of the song captures that struggle of looking for meaning but getting overwhelmed by the noise. Like, I’ve had days where everything feels distant—where you’re just going through the motions, and you want something to wake you up but don’t even know what that “something” is. "Call me, I won’t be," is kind of my way of saying, yeah, you might reach out, but I’m not there. I’m somewhere else. It’s like you want to connect but also don’t want to deal with anyone’s expectations.

Lines like "Seeking an emergency, 8 seconds fantasy" come from those moments where I find myself craving something intense and immediate, something that pulls me out of my head for a minute. But I know it’s temporary—those quick fixes don’t really solve anything, they just feed the chaos. I feel like a lot of us get caught in that cycle, chasing those highs to avoid feeling the real stuff that’s crawling under our skin.

And that last part, "Each day is close enough / To not another day," is probably the most honest I've been in a while. It’s like you’re on the edge of something, almost afraid of what’s next, but you know you can’t keep delaying it forever. You’re just tired of every day feeling the same, but at the same time, you’re scared to break out of it.

Honestly, writing this was like admitting to myself that even though I’ve felt lost, I’m starting to figure out my own way forward. It’s messy, but maybe that’s okay. We all have those days where we feel disconnected or overwhelmed, and I hope this song is relatable to anyone who’s been stuck in that headspace—feeling like you’re trapped but knowing you’re on the verge of something better.

Thank you for reading - Zachary