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Asymptomatic
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Asymptomatic was released on June 26, 2026 by S.I.R+Music as a part of the album S.I.R+Sundays, Vol. 1
June 26, 2026
LabelS.I.R+Music
LanguageEnglish
BPM94
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

AJ+
Aha
You know I think
There's more man
Chi pah
Yo
Another Sunday morning
Find me in the church
Asymptomatic
Unaware of all the hurts
Talking to the Father
Wouldn't say we're having words
Focused on the good news
Like preacher read another verse
So why's it getting worse?
When I sat up in that room
In silent mode
Felt a buzz
Heard you call
To my quiet soul
I should fly
Be up high
You know pilot mode
Instead for all I try
Start to cry
At what my eye beholds
I couldn't face it
I see me
In pain with the struggle and weakness
I'm knee deep
Guess I was too impatient
Like beep beep
Is it when the horns sound
That I finally retreat?
That'd be too late
Waiting on those Heaven gates
But when you've been through Hell
You'll take any route to escape
Someone ring the bell
Cus I'm taking hits to the face
And if I end up on the canvas
That's an ugly pic to paint
So grab the brush
That isn't red
I just painted with blood
Some of it ain't mine
Cus I don't have enough
To cover all the dirt and make it look good
Uncovered some more hurt
I misunderstood
To my understanding
We had an understanding
But now from where I'm standing
I don't get it at all
Thought I had it grasped
Till it started to fall
Grief and loneliness
Standing over me tall
Guess I stopped seeing them
Cus I stopped looking up
I ain't downing drinks
When screaming fill my cup
But if I said it never crossed my mind
I would be faking
Keep it real boy
Can't have ya nose elongating
Not understating
I've really struggled
And can't bottle it up
Like I put a lid on it
Started opening up
Say I'm an open book
Yet still ain't open enough
As I'm flicking through these pages
And the paper it cuts
I'm reminded of my story see
All of my failures and iniquity
All of my flaws and insecurity
Ask mirror
Are you sure it's me?
Silently
I question my identity
Subconsciously
I've started beef
My biggest hater
Self-hating innovator
Intrusive thought liberator
Wish I wasn't setting 'em free
When they're infringing
On the freedom I seek
This my freedom of speech
The winds are blowing
The waves are crashing
The storm is raging
The lightning's flashing
But with one word
You still the madness
So I will
It's peak how I'm seeing these troughs
And I'm so hard headed
I'm so certain I'm soft
For weeping out of nowhere
Not from what was discussed
But to something deep inside
That's got me feeling disgust
As I lift my head
Somebody asked
"Can we pray?"
I said sure
Kept it cool
And Let 'em fire away
Then they started speaking truths
I didn't think they would say
Stuff I needed to hear
But didn't know till that day
Think I'm good
Till I see what's good
Notice I don't match
Search my heart
Test my anxious thoughts
Don't let me detach
From the pain
Such a pain
But
I can't leave it cached
Like a rash
It'll come to the surface
Do yourself a service
I felt that this service
So thank you preacher
For the bad news
It made the good news great
Too good to be true
It must be fake
How I stand in a storm
It must be faith
Ain't just hallelujahs and amens
It's also How you do this?
And ay man!
That don't make you Judas
Betray them
Those thoughts in your mind
So they end
Thought it was wrong
Held my tongue
Till I read those songs
I mean
Psalm double 7
Showed me there's no harm
Became calm
With the idea of process
When life gets real
How do I approach best
In many ways it feels like
I have made progress
On other days it feels
Like I know less
Same subject
Just a different lesson
My Results fluctuate
When it comes to the testing
Confession
I really do have symptoms
Even if ain't seen
I mean
I've sinned tonnes
So I ain't asymptomatic
I just need real tests
So the doc can have at it
Written by: Oreofe Adeyemo
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