Waves of Awfulness

[Instrumental Intro] [Soft, melancholic piano chords begin, slowly building. After a few measures, a gentle acoustic guitar joins in, playing a haunting melody. The bass and drums enter subtly, creating a somber yet steady rhythm.] [Verse 1] Woke up this morning, something's not right, A heavy feeling, I can't seem to fight, Stomach's churning, head's in a spin, Waves of awfulness rollin' in. [Pre-Chorus] Can't find my strength, it's slipping away, Each breath I take feels like I'm swaying. [Chorus] I'm drowning in these waves of awfulness, Feeling like I'm getting sick, oh yes, Trying to stand, but I can't find my ground, In this storm of sickness, I'm losing my sound. [Guitar Solo] [A trippy soulful electric guitar solo] [Verse 2] Every hour passes, I'm losing more time, Caught in this whirlpool, nowhere to climb, Body's aching, can't keep the pace, Reflections of health, a distant trace. [Pre-Chorus] Voices are muffled, echoes in my head, Tossing and turning in this fevered bed. [Chorus] I'm drowning in these waves of awfulness, Feeling like I'm getting sick, oh yes, Trying to stand, but I can't find my ground, In this storm of sickness, I'm losing my sound. [Instrumental Bridge] [A brief instrumental interlude featuring a cello and violin duet, creating a mournful and introspective atmosphere. The strings slowly crescendo, adding layers of depth and emotion.] [Bridge:Continued] Eyes are heavy, dreams are blurred, In this haze, thoughts are slurred, Waiting for the dawn to break, Hoping for a cure to take. [Chorus] I'm drowning in these waves of awfulness, Feeling like I'm getting sick, oh yes, Trying to stand, but I can't find my ground, In this storm of sickness, I'm losing my sound. [Guitar Solo] [Another guitar solo, this time with more intensity, reflecting the desperation and longing for relief. The solo builds up to a climactic peak before gently descending back into the rhythm of the song.] [Outro] One day I'll find the shore again, Ride out these waves, escape this pain, But for now, I'm caught, I'm lost, In these waves of awfulness, paying the cost. [Final Chorus] I'm drowning in these waves of awfulness, Feeling like I'm getting sick, oh yes, Trying to stand, but I can't find my ground, In this storm of sickness, I'm losing my sound. [Instrumental Outro] [The song fades out with the same melancholic piano chords from the intro, accompanied by a soft, slow strumming of the acoustic guitar. The strings return, gently playing a soothing melody as the song gradually comes to a quiet, reflective close.]