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Just In Case
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Just In Case was released on October 17, 2025 by Rev Records as a part of the album Embrace The Rot
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Release DateOctober 17, 2025
LabelRev Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM94

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Azrael Ravenwood
Azrael Ravenwood
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Azrael Ravenwood
Azrael Ravenwood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Azrael Ravenwood
Azrael Ravenwood
Producer

Lyrics

I made a god out of certainty
Named him Thought
Let him rewrite every memory
Until I forgot which ones were mine
I rewind every word I said today
Loop it, analyse it, autopsy it
Was that okay
Did I sound normal
What did they really mean by sure
What did their eyes do at the end of the sentence
I rehearse conversations that never happened
Apologise to ghosts
Argue with shadows
Ask questions I already know the answers to
Because I don't trust the others
I don't trust myself
I can't trust my own reflection
Thoughts lie with no correction
Perfection's just infection
In a mirror made of rules
Every step's a misdirection
Every breath a resurrection
I am order's intersection
But I never made the tools
Tick tick, click back, brain trap, code cracked
Replay, relapse, can't relax, false facts
Truth like a glitch in a static wave
I claw through thoughts I've already saved
Double check if I locked the door
But it ain't the lock I'm looking for
It's the what if, the are you sure
The thought that knocks and asks for more
They say I'm thinking too much
But I don't know how to think less
It's not that I love the spiral
It's just the only way I know where I am
I can't trust my own reflection
Thoughts lie with no correction
Perfection's just infection
In a mirror made of rules
Every step's a misdirection
Every breath a resurrection
I am order's intersection
But I never made the tools
I rewrite every joke I've ever told
Were they laughing at me
Was I too loud, too blunt
Did I interrupt
Was that weird
I narrate my silence to fill the void
I dissect joy to find what's wrong with it
I study love like a puzzle I lost pieces to
I collect what ifs like they're sacred
And still, the doubt wins
If I don't finish the sentence right
Someone might die
No, I don't believe it
But I still have to finish it right
If I think the wrong thing at the wrong time
Something will shift
I'll cause it
I'll know I caused it
So I loop it
Fix it
Say it again, but silently
I rehearse until the thought loses meaning
Then I rehearse it again
Just in case
I can't trust my own reflection
Thoughts lie with no correction
Perfection's just infection
In a mirror made of rules
Every step's a misdirection
Every breath a resurrection
I am order's intersection
But I never made the tools
Written by: Azrael Ravenwood
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