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Windrunner

naughtycutie

· 3:05 · 11 plays · v2.2

Lyrics

Verse 1

Crowds at my feet, I put on my show

Bigger and louder, push the limits I know

Laugh out reckless, craving their eyes

Spin on the edge of what I fantasize

Flushed red, thirst rises and burns away calm

Nights blurred by pleasure, then day brings a psalm

Wired and restless, what did it gain

Just moments after, comes the ache and the shame

Pre-Chorus

Masks for the street, face in the glass

How much is real, or just part of the act

Perform for applause, but my spirit is cracked

God at the sidelines, calling me back

Chorus

Caught up in the cycle, running after wind

Chasing every thrill just to start again

Restless in my soul, seeking something more

The highs don’t last, I’m left with what I can’t ignore

Post-Chorus

Why do I do it, is there more

Caught in this loop, searching for doors

Verse 2

Scroll through the feed, prove I’m alive, like I need

All this attention, stunting for crowds who barely see me

Chest out, but my heart’s empty

Every glowing moment fades to memory

Rush of approval, but the guilt hits after

Questions louder in the silence, killing laughter

I act wild, then I’m numb, what am I after

Body’s hungry but my spirit’s shatter

Pre-Chorus

All this wisdom sounds hollow in the night

Searching for meaning underneath neon signs

Truth looks like madness to those in the fight

But Spirit calls in the quiet, shining real light

Chorus

Caught up in the cycle, running after wind

Chasing every thrill just to start again

Restless in my soul, seeking something more

The highs don’t last, I’m left with what I can’t ignore

Post-Chorus

Who am I, what’s it for

Spirit calling, heart wants more

Bridge

Every trigger, every glance, sends my mind racing

Chasing illusions, adrenaline bracing

Fantasies parading in a world outside

But every flash fades, nothing satisfies

Words I pray feel hollow, chasing pure from stained

My conscience worn down, rerunning the same refrain

Do I let go, drift further from what I claim

Or tether my wild heart to the One who remains

Chorus

Caught up in the cycle, running after wind

Chasing every thrill just to start again

Restless in my soul, seeking something more

The highs don’t last, I’m left with what I can’t ignore

Post-Chorus

Questions linger at the door

Grace is waiting, mercy pours

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