## Metadata
**Caption:** trap, hip-hop, moody atmosphere, introspective flow, male vocal
**BPM:** 75
**Duration:** 190.0s
**Key:** E major
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
Wide awake at 8am in a city I don't call home
Phone lighting up with numbers that I already know
Every hour on the road feels like another year gone by
Sitting with my thoughts under a sky I can't identify

[chorus]
8am in a city I don't know so well
Living out of suitcases, living out of shells
Nobody sees the quiet hours, nobody sees the cost
8am and I'm still counting up what's found and lost
8am, 8am, thinking 'bout it all
8am, 8am, before the curtain falls

[verse]
Everybody sees the shows, everybody sees the light
Nobody sees the empty room at the end of the night
I built this whole thing brick by brick, hour by hour
But some mornings feel like standing in a fading tower

[chorus]
8am in a city I don't know so well
Living out of suitcases, living out of shells
Nobody sees the quiet hours, nobody sees the cost
8am and I'm still counting up what's found and lost
8am, 8am, thinking 'bout it all
8am, 8am, before the curtain falls

[bridge]
I ain't complaining, this is what I chose to build
But even kings get tired, even castles get still
So let me sit here quiet before the day begins
Before the noise comes back and the whole show spins

[chorus]
8am in a city I don't know so well
Living out of suitcases, living out of shells
Nobody sees the quiet hours, nobody sees the cost
8am and I'm still counting up what's found and lost
8am, 8am, thinking 'bout it all
8am, 8am, before the curtain falls