Shattered Memory Bloom

Five hundred forty-eight, repeating the ghost in my head,

Dueña del recuerdo, where the fantasy bled.

Je pensais que c'était facile,

que j'allais sentir, "Something's amiss",

la verità mi fa impazzire.

Imago vana.

I am the missing,

the reeling, the version that died,

Dueña del vacío, with nowhere to hide.

I did everything I could to care,

mais c'est faux, "Juxtaposition is draining",

lascio andare l'eco.

Desiderium umbrae.

No cap, it’s the flesh,

the expectation, the drain,

Reclamando mi verdad, washing out the stain.

C’est pas du brain rot,

c’est une illusion qui se brise,

I’m 4K illusionist, sovereign,

and the truth

is the prize. Veritas ex phantasia.

It ate, the "real"—no crumbs of the dream,

Soy la soberana, waking up from the scheme.

Je suis la souveraine qui a lâché l'image,

And that’s the real vibe,

the final voyage.

Liberatio a mente.

I am the missing,

the reeling, the version that died,

Dueña del vacío, with nowhere to hide.

I did everything I could to care,

mais c'est faux, "Juxtaposition is draining",

lascio andare l'eco.

Desiderium umbrae.

100% Tiguidou. I'm just tryna get back there.

Intentando volver.

J'essaie de revenir.

Conari redire.

Tiguidou.